me and sandra cina poems 2000.
booyah, booyah, booyah
i feel like a brick
so good, so good
i can’t remember
the girl
your safety partner
the red visor
feel it man
walk away
shout it out loud
open door
gold gold gold
gone in a flash
napkin ice cream
1784
nireffud
krap hgih
notgnisso
nickel nights
today
press lever
rehabilitation
1 877 914
bag it for us
please do not
don’t know
doesn’t
dwa orange
going, going
bus
hammer royal, royal
silver stick
royale
graffiti lunchboxes
win win win!
lose
plaid rainbow
