maybe the blood will drip on their heads ...
speaking
of gaffes ...
roll up roll up
see the one legged
poodle flat on its back ...
you know it can actually sing!
and over there is a foggy blob that
I find difficult to sit with apparently Im
supposed to ... ladies with monocles peer
up at me on a glass bed with a black blanket ...
apparently this makes them feel real ... the gentlemen
avert their eyes, they'll get the benefit of it later ... apparently ...
the ladies wrote beautiful poems about my private view ...
their way of saying sorry for the exposure ... they
love me really ... like Polanskis puppy love
36 billion they paid to put me up there ...
3.11.12. 23.05, © Lizarikk All Rights Reserved/ 7.11.12.
the harpie Nic and cloud clockwork and bisto are not welcome to read my blog or use me in any way , there are thoughts in your own head huns
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