Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Posted on October 3, 2013
Mud and music, tents and cans Booze a plenty, pots and pans Greasy burgers, or a crepe?? Buy a bong, or buy a cape. Miles of walking, trainers dead Sit and watch the bikes instead Dancers, wailers, jugglers too Unfortunate slight smell of poo…
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