The thoughts, ramblings, prose, and poetry of a born again "bachelor farmer."
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Tunes drift from an accordion across paridise
Under the waves wales sing to their calves, if slightly off key.
All the while bikini clad women laugh,
as they pass the old Buddhist graveyard.
Joseph Porter Wells
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