"Keep inside the shapes.
Mummy does so hate it
when you stray outside the lines."
Most kids are fine with that,
focusing an eye on their fingers,
forcing the crayon to linger
in pre-ordained places.
For them life's an orderly maze.
Some are half in and half out.
They are in with a shout.
The few who skew their colours
far and wide
will ride for beyond
the curves and shapes
of this earth, cast their dye
close to distant stars
22 Oct 11
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your a real live living testy ment to apron strings.....despite having what would seem to have been a real hard time all those years ago. Lighten up mb or you'll end up sinking through the soles of your sandels
your up to your knees mb soon the muddy waters will be seeping into your piles.
I love you Larry Lark. There fffffffffffffffffffffffff ore
for i want
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Larry will be pleased
No he won't. He's into kids. Not beef jerky.
Larry loves all jerks and drinks beef tea
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physical jerks and beef tea made Britain the nation it is now, full of jerks and done to a T.