Yes, I figured that, but still...what the blazes are you going on about?
A little of mustard and a bit of mincemeat.
Some of it warmed up, less in a cup.
Chunky and thick, spicy and yogurty.
None of it served on a plate.
Most through a straw.
In my belly.
Loo later.
Ciao!
Still....what in the blazes are you going on about?
Where does the chlorophyll go to if the green, green grass at home is blasted with sunrays for too long? The roots? Converted to energy? Where I ask does the green, green grass at home spring forth from, if not from the soil, untilled, uncultivated as it may be. The blazes, the blazes, hot, intense, never to be put out, as they are already aflame within. Therein lies the conundrum, unbeaten, resounding silently. One problem remains, there is no drum, no roll, no rock large nor jagged enough to make the correct statement clear enough. The questions well up not unlike tears except not really, and as such leave much to be answered.
Where does the chlorophyll go to if the green, green grass at home is blasted with sunrays for too long? The roots? Converted to energy? Where I ask does the green, green grass at home spring forth from, if not from the soil, untilled, uncultivated as it may be. The blazes, the blazes, hot, intense, never to be put out, as they are already aflame within. Therein lies the conundrum, unbeaten, resounding silently. One problem remains, there is no drum, no roll, no rock large nor jagged enough to make the correct statement clear enough. The questions well up not unlike tears except not really, and as such leave much to be answered.
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Not even he knows.....
Happy Birthday Kaminari
KAMINARI
Drink Beer!
Have a Gudden!
I'm going on about this person.
A little of mustard and a bit of mincemeat.
Some of it warmed up, less in a cup.
Chunky and thick, spicy and yogurty.
None of it served on a plate.
Most through a straw.
In my belly.
Loo later.
Ciao!
Where does the chlorophyll go to if the green, green grass at home is blasted with sunrays for too long? The roots? Converted to energy? Where I ask does the green, green grass at home spring forth from, if not from the soil, untilled, uncultivated as it may be. The blazes, the blazes, hot, intense, never to be put out, as they are already aflame within. Therein lies the conundrum, unbeaten, resounding silently. One problem remains, there is no drum, no roll, no rock large nor jagged enough to make the correct statement clear enough. The questions well up not unlike tears except not really, and as such leave much to be answered.
Finally, someone who understands!