Squished and Squashed
Squished and Squashed
Maybe my brain has been washed
Thoughts were squished and squashed
Pouring out from an unsmarted brain
Vanishing into space on a fast train
To think, our whole country he trashed.
Jim Horn
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2016
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