Once when I was sleeping...A spider ran across my face.
As I wasn't thinking too clearly at the time, I acted entirely on reflex.
It took me ages to pick up the little bits of spider from my face and bedsheet.
(As I wasn't thinking too clearly at the time, I acted entirely on reflex.
It took me ages to pick up the little bits of spider from my face and bedsheet.
Green Spanner and his magical lack of activity,
Wed 26 Mar 2008, 17:18,
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that started sounding like a poemin my head
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lordsaccharine b3taing is well retro mate,
Wed 26 Mar 2008, 17:20,
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It's a pretty shit poem. Green Spanner and his magical lack of activity,
Wed 26 Mar 2008, 17:22,
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wellIt could've been great, it just turned out not to be a poem at all
( lordsaccharine b3taing is well retro mate,
Wed 26 Mar 2008, 17:23,
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I guess I could omit some words and try to make it a haiku...Edit:
Once I was asleep
Spider ran across my face
Messiness ensued
(Once I was asleep
Spider ran across my face
Messiness ensued
Green Spanner and his magical lack of activity,
Wed 26 Mar 2008, 17:24,
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