Sunday, April 15, 2007

under-the-snow-plantlings-are-safer

heathre above but the snow like huskies kept the plantlings potatofrost safe

as wise as thee to let my tears rainforest flowerfall, they falterhalter in my babysoul and my heartrack keeps them from otter flowing

as wise as thee to let my tears rainforest flowerfall, they falterhalter in my babysoul and my heartrack keeps them from otter flowing

Saturday, April 14, 2007

us addicts and alkies alike, we don't have to be converted just babysatted lottilots

they were the niciest folx i could tell but dangnapperit
id was not loosing floorward

that is when the religionists came stroppering to my door this maori morning
my anzac instincts said do not opener the doo
and yes it was just folk trying to get me to belief in what they sadly do not themselves fully belief because my beleifs in abstinence from the sauce the brew the wino and the winette it hurted me
but this preachering they don't have the ummmph that the meetings of addicts does
(forme)

Sunday, April 8, 2007

how can a woman-eat-more-slowly, that is my lifelongquestion shun me not for it,plea?

yyes really though howw do i eat slower?
in advance i always know how to do it but when the food-is-in-my-face(Unless there are normies around)litttle starvelinggirl comes out and it is eat eaat eaaat you trying to starve us up there,grown grannygoofball?
it cannot in factor be good for me to eat like that
though i stay reasonably 'slender' i don't feel it and all the backup and just being crammered each night
help?

Wednesday, April 4, 2007

'member,for every person who loves ourart there is someonwho wants to demolishify it

'member,for every person who loves ourart there is someonwho wants to demolishify it
and each demolishifrier actually more freeens you cuz you can start the gaddabouting for the
onewho wantsto raiseyou onhigh

Sunday, April 1, 2007

this fillers a requiremeint

to be as solid as a tree and almost (in the classic catholic sense) as unneeding to move
ah the corn in their rows cross the way
have no need to traipse about so
only wanteringto remain wthin their ranks
and not at tall like poor animals
who doth yearn for their herd ways

schnailes, eat not the quickening vines, chomp on the pile of (went quiet) the composte heap, disfrutas

isn't it just wondrous out there?
had to gather the snails and place them(with gloves on, of course!) atop the leavepile so they could eat the dead leaves and leave the new vines alone