Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Spam poetry.

Never pretend a love which you do not actually feel,
for love is not ours to command.
Hurry hard and proud, Leona I yelled:

What would you do if I kissed you right now?

Just keep her smiling.
My drink is getting lonely. Would you like to join me with yours?
I am sold!
Although, not yet. And when he returns,
splitting the air
with noise
(thats what she likes)
O brother with the common tongue, which all the world speaks,
Much is done and we, led by the seer, stand at attention.

Excuse me, do you mind if I stare at you for a minute? I want to remember your face for my dreamstallahassee.


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