Friday, September 10, 2010

Night Thoughts.

Rock a-bye Baby,
In the motel.
Baby will kiss,
And Demon will tell.

When the bough bends,
The apple will fall.
Baby knows nothing,
Demon knows all.

Baby's a rocker,
Lost on the shore.
Demon's a mocker,
Baby's a whore.

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