A floating dream on Monday. One more on Tuesday, too. A lucid dream on Wednesday. And Thursday's tastes of stew. Friday's nothing special, All dreams will suffice. Saturday's is tasty, And Sunday's extra nice. But I believe my favorite, The dream I love most true, The dream that's most delicious, Is the dream I take from you.
Wet dreams taste like soggy underoos. Th' dream equivalent of old spam n' cabbage.
Date:2009-06-19 15:32:07
One more on Tuesday, too.
A lucid dream on Wednesday.
And Thursday's tastes of stew.
Friday's nothing special,
All dreams will suffice.
Saturday's is tasty,
And Sunday's extra nice.
But I believe my favorite,
The dream I love most true,
The dream that's most delicious,
Is the dream I take from you.
Wet dreams taste like soggy underoos. Th' dream equivalent of old spam n' cabbage.
Date:2009-06-19 15:34:04
Date:2009-06-19 15:38:00
Great work. Good poem, too. :D
(Edited on June 19, 2009, 8:43 am)
Date:2009-06-19 15:55:30
Date:2009-06-19 21:07:49
Date:2009-06-19 23:49:21
And a neat picture too.
Date:2009-06-20 00:03:09
Date:2009-06-20 04:14:36