Friday, October 10, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
sacrament eve
twas the night before the chapel
and we'd drinken a lot of snapple
the house runs it on the tapple
don't cease ripping all my rapple
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Today I read "A Million Little Pieces"
Mom says Grandma has but days.
To Grandma: The Senses Jamboree (since i in china, i emailed to the mum to carry out for me)
For your big wolf eyes:
For your big wolf eyes:
From what I could gather, you nearly eloped with this man, but he couldn't peel a potato to save his life. If you want the grams, get some skills man.
I've been purchasing savvy things to cook you some eats when i get back....how many octupi would you enjoy?
This man says he thinks he has a box big enough to collect you from the United States and bring you to me in China. I paid him with an Irish Jig. Pack your things, gram, hesa comin. 
You can just enjoy the rest with your eyes.
For your never-ceasing growing ears:
Dorothy the Daring and Emily the Emancipated: Celestial Escapades
Yes sir, we'll have a unicorn and one Firebird,
well Dorth, if you're gonna flare up like that we'll arm-wrestle for the galloping ride,
they pinnup turtles in our hair and the curves of your figure are aestethically absurd!
whizzing through the milky we paint our helmets for the rugby tournament against your lion pride.
they need the daintiest of daint to top the cheerleading stunt,
you'll be 50 girls high to cheer on the men's synchronized weaving,
you win the star position on top after successful 3 blue whale lifting without a grunt!
my whistle calls you over no time you're needed to comfort whordes of babies who are teething.
clad in egyptian garb we are to put on a pyramid of dance,
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transport there the dolphins brush us through cotton-ball coral of the sea floor
upon completion of our undulations with bear-sized butterflies we are given a show that'd put picasso in a trance
and with our souls on our shirt Dear Dorothy no one can help but adore.
For the grande sense of touch: a feather will be tickled along your weathered pores. It's my favorite. Do it well mother, a skilled feather tickler I could sell my soul to.
For the bud: an eggplant, entrusted to the fine culinary hands of my mama.
And the nose: Lavender.
ps grams: with such urgency i created this show that i waited to brush my teeth and permeated grit rot mouth the whole time.
gparents before teeth, friends.
t
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
silk road
lately i've been thinking about the masses and the flamingo's ability to be a formidable spy bird.
are most people happy? why are peoples starvin? i believe i'll be able to pick some earthgrub like pumba, if God gives me a title.
yes, so what if flamingo's necks grew every year, more and more, so soon they're coiled up like snakes beside them. probably unethical gadget-men would fasten them mingos to they're binoculars to peer at the geisha's,
but don't. you CAN get the pleasa without the money, tootles.
many think that with 4 eyes they'd be advantageous creatures, but which is better for life, the popsicle or the carrot?
are most people happy? why are peoples starvin? i believe i'll be able to pick some earthgrub like pumba, if God gives me a title.
yes, so what if flamingo's necks grew every year, more and more, so soon they're coiled up like snakes beside them. probably unethical gadget-men would fasten them mingos to they're binoculars to peer at the geisha's,
but don't. you CAN get the pleasa without the money, tootles.
many think that with 4 eyes they'd be advantageous creatures, but which is better for life, the popsicle or the carrot?
Sunday, July 20, 2008
a little wisdom from emily
life, ubiquitous secrets
it may be beyond you for now, but one shouldn't consume a processed blob of food even once, the satisfaction is....
and if you feel alien to your body and life, maybe you are, zapped down like kyle xy......so feel free to be yourself anytime now......
and if you have messed up a bit too much, you could convince yourself that you were inhabited by an alien for a while, and you were just beamed back in.....it's a peaceful feeling.
it may be beyond you for now, but one shouldn't consume a processed blob of food even once, the satisfaction is....
and if you feel alien to your body and life, maybe you are, zapped down like kyle xy......so feel free to be yourself anytime now......
and if you have messed up a bit too much, you could convince yourself that you were inhabited by an alien for a while, and you were just beamed back in.....it's a peaceful feeling.
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