In winter I get up at night
And prowl around without a light.
In summertime I do the same.
It's not a very pleasant game.
And also in the fall & spring,
I do the very selfsame thing.
Throughout the year it never misses.
Yours sincerely,
Papa Pisses.
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Saturday, March 13, 2010
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