Saturday, January 3, 2009

009

Br8k spent:
CLIMBING THE  SUSTENANCE STEPS OF 3 MEALS/DAY

WATCHING A. HEP'S FACE FALLING IN LOVE OVER
AND OVER N OVER 

MAKIN HELMS

I must down to the seas again - to the vagrant gypsy life.
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long tricks
oh

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