Martha Plimpton on TV again!What a beautiful dayfor my friends to catch fire.Run, friends. You’re on fire.I love Martha Plimptonwith her silver dress and sexyman on her arm. I love red bikinis,but not on me. Don’t look!It’s me alone in this cool body.The day my house burned down,a flood would have helped.I carry my friends in the rain.They are all made of wood.
Martha
Delilah Silberman
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