City of Rays
Rays made the city
Orange Blossoms
The times that are fat for me are lean days for the sea
One step behind, my strep throat spreads by kissing spree
No one can stop me, while I float on a donut from Tony
Ocean all around, I gloat like a clown looking at his own egg
I go to the packie to throw down for a hard ale keg
Jerk like a pony dosed with nerve agent, I prance and wag, free
When I crashed, my exhaust manifold impaled a great oak tree
You can’t spot me from among the clouds of bacteria and steam
When I see the path, and get going fast, my eyes gleam
self, I’ll help, let go of infinity to let yerself be
Today’s date is 27-Apr-2026 (UTC).
Today’s Julian Date is 26117.
Julian Day Number: 2461158.48785
Corrections
In the last post, the subtitle “If you can trade sheets for bikes, I would steal sheets,” is credited to Brooke of The Worst.
