Tag: crate

The southbound train from Paris was the one we had always taken from time immemorial

And if you get lost, just look for yourself

Why do I encounter them everywhere I go?

Somehow the moment never seemed right to ask

She closed her eyes, then looked again

It must be around midnight when the sharks come

Want to make sure I don’t forget anything

Perhaps we overplayed our cards

"Dis Not Plan Me Have in Mind, Floyd"