Lather
"Lather was thirty years old today
They took away all of his toys
His mother sent newspaper clippings to him
About his old friends who'd stopped being boys
There was Harwitz E. Green, just turned thirty-three
His leather chair waits at the bank
And Seargent Dow Jones, twenty-seven years old
Commanding his very own tank
But lather still finds nice things to do
To lie about nude in the sand
Drawing pictures of mountains that look like bumps
And thrashing the air with his hands...
And the children call him famous
What the old men call insane..."
(Slick)
boy did people get busy during the Covid times, so many trails that weren't there before
this sinuous, easy one through the eucalyptus grove lets you avoid a plain dirt road
Dog Love, man, dog love
And anyway, who cares what the old men say, age is just another construct to keep you in your place; there is enough of that nonsense going around, so just do what you like...
Its the weekend - Enjoy It!!!
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