No Rain
Rain in North Carolina? You are lucky. No rain here, in the brown scorched prairie. Hot. Dry. Jack rabbits are on rampage, doing war dance. They have joined Tea Party recently, and they are waving their proud ears. Nature is in Freudian anal fixation, and so is the national economy. As the sun goes down, the prime time erectile dysfunction serenades a horde of Homeric thirsty Greeks demonstrating with their tragic mouths wide open. No rain. No shit.
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