Monday, 19 October 2009

on my lonely way to Eden, sand and seawater in my boots, seadogs and cabin boys are sailing off and leaving.
Patrick and sponge bob, are on their way, on their way to Byron bay or someplace on this sparkly day, say hello to my ship mates and kiss the salt like a swig of tequila, and dance the mango tango, that's enough for me, or any other hippy, I'm in the grave yard now and loving them memories through happy sad eyes, even though I live in Pa ra dise, they are happy sad eyes,.
Jack and Phin and the famous pirate with my blood, Cap'n Jim (wrecked aboard a lonely lighthouse and lived there for five score year and three) they are the three landing at Byron bay with the ghost of Ned Kelly, such is life.

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