Sunday, January 21, 2007
Greater expectations of a gold, silver and diamond digger.
Sweet potato and chicken curry.
Working your way through a fat city.
Taking in a flight to Dublin.
Walk talk cigar, big cock.
Stroll around the block.
Make it and shake it.
Stepping into how it feels.
Red high heels.
Sweet and sour expectations.
The wealth and sweat of the nations.
Here comes a vague opportunity.
Give it to me.
Cheese grater expectations.
Garlic bread revelations.
Bleak house of Oliver pasta twist.
Show what you could resist.
The pain that didn’t quite exist.