it's only a lyrical paper moon
sean sent me the link to this paper moon photo flickr set. and he wrote:
"A paper moon as a picture prop is so random and lyrical. We don't have
anything like that anymore. We live in a very unlyrical time."
maybe so. but maybe it's just that now we have to look a little harder for it. but i found it very lyrical, him saying "we live in a very unlyrical time."
next time i have a party i think i'm going to set up a paper moon photo booth.
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This reminds me of the time I sat on the quarter moon with my banjo and sang lullabies to all the little monkeys below:
Hush little monkeys
tuck in your tails
drift into sleep
on moonlit white sails
Dream of yellow
banana shaped moons
and sprinkled swinging laughter
from grinning baboons
Dream of the vine
that swings to the heavenly sky
and dream of the time
I sang you a little monkey lullaby
so lovely. i'm drifting...
what a lyrical monkey you are. i wish i had been your little monkey child.
For my part one and all ought to look at it.
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