And invent the giant flaming cheese gun!
We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
At last he was weeping
As he prepared his onion
A very dull thing
To dice without gambling
Though unreal tears were something
As if a bit exhausting
Yet untold memory might tell a story
Also in the realm of boring
As like a shadow on a mirror
Everything was everything
So nobody seemed to care
A tear jerker of a story
Missing garlic it seemed
Half correct
Yet still savory.
A very dull thing
To dice without gambling
Though unreal tears were something
As if a bit exhausting
Yet untold memory might tell a story
Also in the realm of boring
As like a shadow on a mirror
Everything was everything
So nobody seemed to care
A tear jerker of a story
Missing garlic it seemed
Half correct
Yet still savory.
Popularity. wealth, fame, ha!
Prove fairly worthless wastes of time as they all can tumble in different directions. All pointless, very pointless.
Am I the poetry man
With a thorn pulsing a potion
To talk stop look
You are so much
Then let's have lunch
Then roll on the grass
And see a vision
Of polka dotted cats
And cylinders spinning
TO spin YOU
You spin
And the swing moves
If you want.
To talk stop look
You are so much
Then let's have lunch
Then roll on the grass
And see a vision
Of polka dotted cats
And cylinders spinning
TO spin YOU
You spin
And the swing moves
If you want.
Results
So what is a result
A wave of hearts for beating stars
The drama unfolds in a paintbrush
The object of love on a beach
A grain of sand
A spot.
A wave of hearts for beating stars
The drama unfolds in a paintbrush
The object of love on a beach
A grain of sand
A spot.
As a Jewish mutt what other nationality am I confused with by my appearance.
Over 10 times in my life people have said I look German.
What would Hitler have thought?
What would Hitler have thought?
Hot Damn!
Oh what woman
She can be
Oh dear in plenty
She is goofy
Always in the shower
Running on the flowers
Wacky
She is a woman
Hungry for a tardy
Oh how bright
With fantasy delight
A little lust
Deep inside
What a sensation
She's a woman.
She can be
Oh dear in plenty
She is goofy
Always in the shower
Running on the flowers
Wacky
She is a woman
Hungry for a tardy
Oh how bright
With fantasy delight
A little lust
Deep inside
What a sensation
She's a woman.
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