Discussion»Statements»Rosie's Corner» Those who live down in the scum and mud don't mind having their faces rubbed in it. They groove on it. Nothing touches them. Know why?
Those who live down in the scum and mud don't mind having their faces rubbed in it. They groove on it. Nothing touches them. Know why?
Only other scum mudders would touch them. Their own ilk. The birds with their feathers. Everyone else avoid them entirely. That's how they survive. Thrive. Stay alive. Connive. Contrive.
