Like right now I'm totally supposed to be in class. But it's raining. And my favorite person is not otherwise engaged, and I have internet, and coffee, and a new puppy all joyfully existing in my home. And so there it is that I shall remain also, to tell you this story...
About stumps.
Two inches below the surface
you don't even break the wake
but meters you have an' aren't showin'
Brrrrbbbrrrrrbrbrr... ya give me the shakes
A forrest, he said, up under those ripples
the land, hardly cleared 'fore flood
old hickorys and oaks
they make your motor choke
and send fear through your blood
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