a short poem.
you used to be a kite
now you're a brick under a house
the easy ways
the easy days
have all blown right out
so mister kite, I see your plight
but why become a brick?
the weight must hurt
the taste of dirt
must make you sick
Id give anything to see the wind
pick you up and make you light
but to fly again
you can't be so burdened
you've got to be a kite.
ewFACTOR
Crocs, what can you really say about them that hasnt been said about port-o-potties, just shitty. I dont get how wearing plastic is 'hot' especially since its hot as hell on the ground now that its summer, all of you fearless croc wearers think about the climate you are subjecting your feet to? Those things look flimsy to me, not at all stable for walking to the corner store let alone, school or shit, across some hot tar. All I am really trying to say here is crocs are wrong, climate wise, fashion wise, socially and economically. Use half of that money towards some payless shoes and you probably have enough left over to by some grub, pay your rent, check out a movie, play some air hockey at an arcade and loan some gas money to your babys cousins sister.
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