Wednesday, October 06, 2004
ey r hidin by e pebbles
ey r runnin round e rocks
each of em, n all of em
in dazzlin sea-green frocks
ey r gatherin strips of seaweeds
the ribands fair tt lie
along e windin water mrk
e tide has left so high
ey r flyin w e sand
ey r singin in e caves
n dancin in e white foam
ey toss frm off e waves
but if u try 2 catch em
ey r oways out of reach
nt everywhr n anywhr
bt somewhr on e beach
you're the reason ;
5:31 PM
