I am not an oy!

18 May 2010

·tim lang

Oys are heard on every street but they are seldom seen. Are they bitter, are they sweet? Are they red or green? If an oy comes up to you how will you ever know? Or if ones stuck to your shoe or growing on your toe? OY! the sound comes from behind I carry on with joy it must be you they`re trying to find for i am not an oy.

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