bichoose (bichoose) wrote,

Wednesday 10th May 2017.

My working day has ended i sit here in wrinkled stockings thinking Dear God..all this political rain pouring forth covering this green land in Elephant piss so thick in propaganda one can only sigh, perhaps i should put some flowers in my hair and sing some old sixties classic's to bring some warmth as i ponder over the coming General Election in June...and all this hype of a  Tory landslide are people that snow blind...yes perhaps they are...time i think to hit the pillow float away on a lilly pad to some far off land where i can wash my feet in warm water and my stockings will not wrinkle....Take care all....whom pass this way So Goeth...
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