I’m uninspired I can’t pin a Good story down On plain white paper Trust me I’ve tried them all Once upon a time It was a dark And stormy night A funny thing Happened. . . See?
“Now, what do we have here?” “What is it, Jay?” Sarah put aside the old copper tea kettle she’d been ogling and took a look at the leather bound book Jay had in his hands.
I didn’t come this way You know? I have to work it Till I’m just so I adjust my teeth Till they’re feelin’ just right Then a hasty comb-over In a hundred watt light
