As the spirit moves me
so will I move…
Dreaming of
Tammy, Tammy Sincavage
All the things
we will do
My name is Joe,
Joseph Sincavage.
Tammy’s a
cousin, not through blood.
We go on drives
through the
windy back country
The sunlight is
dappled she
cooks me
I don’t read
the paper, I keep my house neat, I walk late at night, back and forth on the
street. Everyone knows me, I have to remember that.
Give me a list
of chores and my afternoon is full. Downtown’s half dead.
But I love to go
in the stores. Pass my eye over the goods. This is what
is available. I
just want know
what is
possible. What I can be I must. I’ve
always loved
that.
THEY WANNA SET UP WEB OWNERS FOR GUYS
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