you have
a dream that
you are married
to betty davis
and the world
is in black
and white and
she isn't happy
with you, with
the way things
are going in
your life, and
she calls you
mister, mister
this and mister
that, hey mister
look at me when
i'm talking to
you. you don't
trust her around
the knife drawer
in the kitchen,
and you watch
her at the table
when you eat, making
sure that she
isn't dropping
anything into
your wine glass.
she casts a long
shadow against
the wall as she
leans over
your plate to spoon
some gravy. it's
a horrible, horrible
dream, and you
wonder why you
can't dream of
donna reed, or
what the hell,
elizabeth hurley,
or someone like
that.
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A bar sink may be for cipher more than rinsing little glasses, totally the fashion up to being utilised to clean dishes and pots. It can also exist required to do anything in between those things.
well put....ummm, yeah.
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