the pottery man who makes figurines
As seen in the sunday magazines
many people have you fired today?
And how many of them are broken?
I'm made of porcelain, but I have feet of clay
I hope you find something to choke on
you crafted my whole family
Once we were a set, now we are three
you have the power, you have the glaze
I have a chip on my shoulder and one on my face
(from the forthcoming album After the Angst Has
My Beautiful Ninja
Her Lips Were Made to Kiss Megaphones
Where I Live
666 Great Junction Street