Where's Josh?
He likes the way how the dog whispers; “This is the finest dinner that I’ve ever had” So he catches flies and breaks their backs gently And ti’s no wonder why he knows we’re coming home It’s just a new mistake Don’t bother it won’t hold If you don’t save the list Engraved with this thick blooded bliss That writhes into your head Swollen with this tangled plot line Thought to put me on He likes…









