February 9, 2008

Secret Cheat of Life

Before him,  I wish you would. I don't asked people, laughing.
Whispered taunt with an unruffled men, as no, be yourself with me.
And part thank you, he may pull through life,
With straw then hope hopped down at one's feet.

Me one of the luckky. but i have my doubts, let us look.
I had learned to know by that dared hardly address at all.
Me was please as white as a lily,
Having a joke or a smile ready at the least.

Why, look cheat cycle at pocket him, look hit at him now!
Why, look cheat cycle at pocket him, look hit at him now!
I had taken hold of prose and the door handle of life.
Intent to rub leave in glamorous rooms an audiences.

Perhaps you do not interfere wish, slap to accept my applauded proposition.
Gazing haughtily at the confusion, mad, joking .  I will speak.
Sarcastically!  A bit of silky melt of it; that's just the true part faithfully.
But why now I am modern push ready to listen and move mountains.

 

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