Monday, July 29, 2013

Lost Woods on accordion...on a the woods

Because I like music and trees and always wanted to own a unicycle.  An accordion maybe not, when I was a kid the boy next door played one, a big one, when I looked at him it was like this machine had a tiny boy slave strapped to it's back heaving it around and poking it frantically.  It was horrible to see, I felt sorry for him, but, strangely, I enjoyed the music the beast made him play.

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