it burnt my skin with my acknowledged inconsideration of my own skin
it helped becoming aware of things like that.
tender song commercial, I sit mite and flea infested
I was told 'so what' later on because the eye on the fly
reminded and commented with insidious labels that they owned the sugar factory
and that's the kinda fly I am.
Shaken but don't stir,
Stirring blends the oceans,
shaken, not stirred
it is just what runs through your hands.