I Wash My Feet To..(..Well Sometimes...Every Time When You Are Around..(

J James McLain James McLain
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We came from dirt whats with all these neuritic freaks who move it from pile to pile under the rug. Humble is a foot in some mouths may they all be washed clean. Treading paths well worn in the....other ....persons shoe do you not leave traces of the path on all the others to. If the lumps on the rug were a chest would it need larger bras every day..hear me say ..I'm talking to you.. Fools are fools pretending you are means your not when you say that you aren't are you smarter than some in the dirt of your mind trying days in the trials of your wife. Dirt that flees has a quick broom behind it as any good man in a mind full of dirt really should. Sometimes I wash my feet to when you are never around. Some times I'm out and about just playing the fool.

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