You boho wonders showed us what's what in Pitchfork Town.
I can only sit back and savor it all.
You're harbingers of why I put so much hope in the younger generation.
Compared to this spooky cellar cavity pallorous clown kappery,
the yippies look like yuppies.
You were strainlessly superior --
the boomer press lynchery
was putty in your hands.
The mayor looked like some officious dribble straw-boss out of Moon Mullins.
You made us all a cartoon strip.
You, baby, are the three-D --
we're the flatlanders.
You played us all
like Gretsky and Orr.
Posted by Owen Paine on February 7, 2007 11:11 PM
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Comments (2)
mock the G-WOT mock the G-WOT
Posted by royal paine | February 8, 2007 10:26 AM
Posted on February 8, 2007 10:26
Mooninites > Boston!
Posted by AlanSmithee | February 8, 2007 12:24 PM
Posted on February 8, 2007 12:24