"The newspaper smelled. It made me sneeze. The edges were buried in mud when I pulled it out. It sat on the porch swing for days. Dry now. It makes me wonder why. Why do I keep this sort of thing?
The center of the thick black line contained a yellow streak which once was white, I am sure. I read the type inside the black line with the yellow streaked center shaped into a rectangle, out loud, mind you." - THE BIRD
- My job is to invent
- what you really really need
- before anyone else figures that out.
- I do it for free!
- They do it for a fee.
- Contact Me
- On The Black Line
- With The Yellow Streak
- In the mid of next week.
- I will know you when I see you.
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