We seem to just love creating the nightmares that we just absolutely hate to deal with.
... We can wash our hands all we want... the slime of association will always be a part of us, if as but a footnote to the grime upon our wretched gooiness.
... We can wash our hands all we want... the slime of association will always be a part of us, if as but a footnote to the grime upon our wretched gooiness.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
