Monday, March 07, 2005

1606

Dot story uh we
Pepper oil now a gust of
Free for the Can You Forgive Her
Party, I'm shallow.

Governor mistakes a should experience
For the scritch
Of a love swan. It grows
From a corm.

Now the life we have dreamed of
With soft cumulonimbus halo daze
I'm catapults. In the wide light
The show story par pars,

Palpates, now come warn
The growing leaf of a shiver
For the cable. The ad
For which we wait watching

The residuals comma luddite.
In the midst of show up
Stag, to lop. Come love
The show of a sense.