sitting here
lookin' round'
nothing much to do
i hear you laugh
and look around
to find somethin' fun to do
we look and we laugh
not knowing what to say
but we are true beasts of friends
and thats all ok
yesterday was the same
it was all so slow
we sat and watched a little fish
the color of orange and snow
and his name was nemo
- For Sydney Brabender
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