The Big Soft Snooze Wagon
By tgb
The big soft snooze wagon to there I retreat after good day and bad to bed a big soft snooze wagon transporting me to the land of nod. I sink to mattress, close eyes breathe…breathe…breathe my minds awake more alive than at day with car chases helicopters shaken no shtirred mish monypeny GOAL its a boy and yellow. Yellow? I wake and try to remember dreams but nod reclaims adventures all till late tonight when I ride the big soft snooze wagon and I’m again not mundane but a thousand feet tall. James A Mackaymish and shtirred are deliberately that way. thats how bond (connery) speaks. Written January 14th, 2002 © on Jan 14 2002 09:09 AM PST 0 • 13
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"The big soft snooze wagon..."