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Idiot Control Now
bees on pie, burning rubber tires
there's a fountain flowing deep and wide
I was going over the prompts I hadn't written yet so I could maybe try to scribble something down at Starbucks later.

So I'm looking, and one is "deep" and one is "long"... and my mind went to a very inappropriate place.

I want to do at least one pure 100 word drabble. I'm just too damn wordy. I've been married to D too long. He's the king of verbosity.

Current Mood: amused amused
Current Music: down to the river to pray--alison krauss

justify your existence