Friday, October 30, 2009

The ballad of Shane Morris

You went far too young
sweet Shane
Your voice still in our ears
sweet Shane
We will never forget your laughter
sweet Shane
The smoke from your bongs
sweet Shane

Your memory will live on
in every taco
in every redwood
Posted by Borgeau Nanier at 10:24 AM
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1 comment:

  1. DoldererNovember 1, 2009 at 6:57 AM

    Sometimes, all I think about is taking huge bong rips.

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