Larry on the River I've been banging my head slowly. I'm force feeding myself Bananas and prozac. Keep the gulliver traveling; Keep the river flowing. Out of my house and into Oz, Lightning strikes the telephones. Here, when it rains it pours; It's hot and it sticks to everything. Here, minds seem to work, Seem to flow better, From a better mold, Making sense to more than just me. More often than not, It's hot, And it sticks to everything Ryan Nash