I received an e-mail from the stars.. While looking for exlusive grand beat and instant connection on the internete globe It came with a message from the ancient leaders of our illumination Banged into the windows of Slavonian cottages, showered with silverware the poor drunk punks who were waving star spangled banner on the tops of poplar mountains back west... Brought divinizy to my head, and I replied Entering her adress... Reviving the apollo programme in the anchorage of my fears... Left traces of Liberty, smoked a joint,and went home from e-caffe Returned to doing time in vast Guantanamo of common sense...
Thanks a lot myself!! Here's another one for ya: Salvation of taboo She cryed on my shoulder... On September nite... The Skinhead-waitor wanted to make fun of hippie in love, Pumping up the price... Guns and Roses from mp3 player,"Oh I wish my Mummy calls me...I'm so alone, I never met anyone who loved me for who I am"...-She kept chanting,while we wrote poems on backside of a bill, again and again Red & white Flag of lonelinnes and spleen in satori night... Tenements were above as,so as the smiling moon...Pointing with his nightcap to darkness She cried,just like a little girl she was, Like the little girl that i love, Taboo from net forums and my dreams...
