"A Call On Gus
Hall"
I Text Too Much.
I Have Great Joy And Expectations For The Stones.
Know When Gus Hall Gives The Call.
They Could Use More Beaneries In Town.
More Free Bees.
More Bucks.
Light Barriers Were Running From My Soul.
It Is Written In The Stars.
Sailing The Ocean Blue.
Revolving Around The Planets.
A Universe's Epithets Winds Like A Clock Around The Roads.
Stand Up To The Mistletoe, Not The PiƱata.
I Have Great Joy And Expectations For The Stones.
Know When Gus Hall Gives The Call.
They Could Use More Beaneries In Town.
More Free Bees.
More Bucks.
Light Barriers Were Running From My Soul.
It Is Written In The Stars.
Sailing The Ocean Blue.
Revolving Around The Planets.
A Universe's Epithets Winds Like A Clock Around The Roads.
Stand Up To The Mistletoe, Not The PiƱata.
By Jon Billet 11/25/12
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