Thursday, September 25, 2008



if I weren't so sure I shall never be that old, own that lamp, or figure out how to knit so adeptly, I'd wish to be them.

I had a girl named Dana
From Aanta Anna
She was a waitres at the copa cabana
She was slammin and her ass was jammin
Like Janet Jackson in the Rhythm Nation
Her brother Jason had a girl named Grace
You could see her ass from outer space
So I landed on the planet
And planted a Mickey Av flag dammnit

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