I was following
the pack
all swallowed in their coats
with scarves of red tied 'round their throats
to keep their little heads
from fallin' in the snow
And I turned 'round and there you go
And, Michael, you would fall
and turn the white snow red as strawberries
in the summertime..
White Winter Hymnal - Fleet Foxes
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i guess I just want to
shave my head
have a drink
and be left alone-
is that too much to ask?
/ of Montreal: Cato as a Pun