lookin' through the knot hole
in grandpa's wooden leg
who'll wind the clock
when I am gone?
go get an ax
there's a flea in lizzie's ear
and a boy's best friend is his mother
curious little ditty from a way back in the day. I didn't write it and I don't know who might have. doesn't really matter AS it's just slotted in there as filler. on to the machine art and stuff for this day.
corn maze (maise?) -
pines -
walk softly and carry a stick just in case. :]
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