By pacman Date: 2001 Sep 22 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.22.23.00.30369]] |
The Toast awaits eager to enter sign shines in the night round the corner smiles and laughter bright in the door "We're closed" they say to our dismay we say "Okay" Saddened by this we kiss as it lingers we go down the road where they await to serve us, salty chicken fingers. |