Some people leave footprints on our heart.
Cats leave fur on our sweaters.
Dogs leave drool on our shoes.
Families will crap on our doorstep.
So when life gives you crap, garden it and make roses.
Monday, November 21, 2005
FOR THE BEAR
Okay Jerry, I'm an equal opportunity perve. This is me in a previous incarnation. The bird is a Sydney Swan in a previous incarnation. Would a body like this hang out with a loser bird like a West Coast Eagle?