reflections of a turnpike mercenary
it's bhindi masala time
4.25.2006
dry
4/25/06
I feel if I may like as they say
“so much butter spread on bread too thinly”
but the times, these days, they go a bit poorly
and even the butter ran out
leaving in its wake no glory;
just toast.
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