Go Right Ahead: It is Friday
A mind too active is no mind at all.
Drink at any dance.
My shadow pinned against a sweating wall.
A glass of beer first thing in the morning.
Grew wild, broke furniture, beat out windows.
His favorite bar: The Corner Unusual.
I may look like a beer salesman but I am a poet.
The garden is a river flowing south.
Racing the devil for Rainbow, a beer joint.
You smell like television.
Tags: alcohol, Friday, Theodore Roethke
The shoe looks like its filled with beer in which case, I believe, that would be one dead fish.
No, the fish is alive and happier than ever before. Note the large teeth exposed by the smile.
The shoe looks like its filled with beer in which case, I believe, that would be one dead fish.
No, the fish is alive and happier than ever before. Note the large teeth exposed by the smile.
why are there air bubbles?
why are there air bubbles?