Monday, April 22, 2013

Ashes Of Love

Newspapers, buggy whips, rock'n'roll. I guess I miss 'em all. The future dazzles me, though. It all just goes 'round and 'round any way. I hope I don't croak before I get a chance to grow up. Wait. Let me think about that.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

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