| 10:56p |
F. Seidel, "Spin"
A dog named Spinach died today.
In her arms he died away.
Injected with what killed him.
Love is a cup that spilled him.
Spilled all the Spin that filled him.
Sunlight sealed and sent.
Received and spent.
Smiled and went.
(ar šo centīšos uni publiskās runas kursā izaudzināt jaunu stoneru paaudzi) |