Lead paint dietTell me whenAnd send me back to work again.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
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Where does this arrive from Evan? Enlighten us -and welcome.
Forgive the drawn-out explanation. I have time to kill before I go out tonight. I don't really know how to explain this one actually. I was experimenting with the short-short-longer format of writing out my lines, because I like the way they sound when read out loud. Also they're easy to write. Check it out. I can do one for you right now:
Bursting ponies
Spell my name
But they will never be the same.
I can't promise quality, but maybe some gems once in a while.
The lead paint one was just one of about 6 I cranked out in a sitting not too long ago. I didn't hate it, and I wanted to post something, so there you have it. The title was just thrown in when I put it here.
So there you have it, a drawn out explanation.
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