Sleeping Princess Yum Yum

"Bang!" goes another kanga on the bonnet of the van/ see the light ram through the gaps in the land/ many an Aborigine's mistaken for a tree/ Til' you near him on the motorway and the tree begins/ to breathe/ Coming in with the golden light/ In the morning/ Coming in with the golden light/ Is the New Man/ Coming in with the golden light/ Is my dented van/ Woomera. "Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee- A-a-a-a-a- M-m-m-m-m- Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti- I-i-i-i-i- Me-me-me-me-me,"

Monday, October 25, 2004

Array of Spices

Not too clear this a.m. A spice market with millions of vats full of colored powders and running through a train station. It's rainy and I'm worried about.... what?

posted by The Dancing Kids @ 8:04 AM  

1 Comments:

  • At 7:26 PM, Blogger xolondon said…

    You must be in India, running to hold up a minaret (sp?) of the Taj Majal, which is apparently leaning. Be sure not to powder a baby with blue or orange spice.

     

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