French fries and boney m
On a Saturday afternoon
Ra ra rasputin
Is my brother's favorite song
And he radiates pure happiness
As the needle scratches over it
Volume blasted
Enough for the neighbors to hear every single word
Once the album's over
We'll watch a movie
Sip on soda
And eat our homemade fries
Maybe later
We'll make popcorn
And continue the movie binge
First on the list is rock of ages
Followed by bandit silver angel
And maybe spiderman
It's all okay
Because this is a happy place
And the world can't reach us here
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Non-FictionI had this idea last night after a few drinks, a pounding headache, and an excessive amount of throat lozenges. In order to inspire me to write more often than I currently do, I am planning to write a new post every day and publish it, allowing me t...
