Monday, September 18, 2006

A Toast to Destruction

The blue planet was getting cocky
So they came and leveled everything
They could get their goddamn hands on
Cows flew everywhere along with
Tax accountants and the whole swirling mass
Really took flight and that was how I knew
To open that bottle of wine I'd been saving
For a special occasion, for a day
That everyone would remember.

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