Do you like it? I'm an old poet and my feet show it. They're Longfellows. That's an old one. Had you heard it?
KNOW STOMACH FOR IT
Me mouth salivaly grows gobbly up all a hunger world to chewsy and ruminate about. Me? I spit out some bit and piecemeals too rawly for me done taste. So knowingly it goes.
In the lone corner me masticate so craftly me the luscious meal slobber on and think I me only do eat and know this goodly taste.
Greedly the cave guarding I long time sitting haunched and ravenly the mortsal tenderness I it bless till stomachly it flies the bitearth and grows bigger than me eyes.
Some breakingly down the bloody eats whilst other out my bowels do flee yet other me becoming till I now ravened it has all up me.
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Do you like it? I'm an old poet and my feet show it. They're Longfellows. That's an old one. Had you heard it?
KNOW STOMACH FOR IT
Me mouth salivaly grows
gobbly up all
a hunger world to chewsy
and ruminate about.
Me? I spit out
some bit and piecemeals
too rawly for me
done taste.
So knowingly it goes.
In the lone corner
me masticate
so craftly me
the luscious meal
slobber on and think
I me only do eat
and know this goodly taste.
Greedly the cave guarding
I long time sitting
haunched and ravenly
the mortsal tenderness
I it bless
till stomachly it flies
the bitearth
and grows bigger than me eyes.
Some breakingly down
the bloody eats
whilst other out my
bowels do flee
yet other me becoming
till I now
ravened it has
all up me.
by Geo
ma juba mõtlesin, et sa ei saanud mu viimast kirja kätte ja mingi jama on mailiga :D
kus läksid, kus läksid???
spontaansuse kolle asub siin..
Tulen tagasi homme JUBA. Olen Barcelonas ja armunud sellesse linna. Kurat, siin on nii hea ja ma uputan oma blogi Barcelona fotodega yle!!!
A typical American.
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