sing_a_silly_song stork daddy there's a lot about her i don't know, yeah she'll only maybe even tell all on the late late show, but i know she's got eyes like the night sky on a starless june, and a smile like piano keys before they dance to a ragtime tune. i don't know where this road is goin, but the roses sure smell nice, so linger here a while between the crosstreets of virtue and vice. she holds back, comes back laughs a laugh so infectious it needs a vaccine, and i'm feeling on, flying towards sun, more wracked with fever than i've ever been. body like a coiled spring. 030627 ... randomly recent ! 040124 ... your guardian angel those words would fill someone would such happiness. don't let it go to waste. 040215 ... randomly recent again! 081103 what's it to you? who go blather from