Saturday 27 June 2009

Creepy cool.

Fitter, happier, more productive, comfortable, not drinking too much
Regular exercise at the gym, 3 days a week
Getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries at ease
Eating well, no more microwave dinners and saturated fats
A patient, better driver, a safer car, baby smiling in back seat
Sleeping well, no bad dreams, no paranoia
Careful to all animals, never washing spiders down the plughole
Keep in contact with old friends, enjoy a drink now and then
Will frequently check credit at moral bank, hole in wall
Favours for favours, fond but not in love
Charity standing orders on Sundays ring road supermarket
No killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants
Car wash, also on Sundays, no longer afraid of the dark or mid-day shadows
Nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate, nothing so childish
At a better pace, slower and more calculated, no chance of escape
Now self-employed, concerned, but powerless
An empowered and informed member of society, pragmatism not idealism
Will not cry in public, less chance of illness, tires that grip in the wet
Shot of baby strapped in back seat, a good memory, still cries at a good film
Still kisses with saliva, no longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick
That's driven into frozen winter shit, the ability to laugh at weakness
Calm fitter, healthier and more productive
A pig. In a cage. On antibiotics.

1 comment:

  1. I am Smoke-stack! I am the supply of eye rickets. Once he was, because you took pleasure by him so much. This way many have taken. Precisely medulle, precisely. It is in spirit and in the gear boxes of biography and memory that I await you. It is fixed and rich. You are temporary, the image is satisfactory. In comparison the chance taken with our productivity or the remainder there of to prove that the assembler does not drink was pleasantly moral. The bank (the known hymn shoes material of packing) was with you, and so was she (the person of the same production as the hook-conductor). (As for him, he has 3 days! I had time to eat and to peel, and I had time for a meal and the crust and time to take time off) (but to peel the skin of which thing?). with great frequency the gymnastics (with which he who was McColl was eaten) and the systematic practice (microwave the supper in this one and the fat person in the other until he is satisfied) became more of a patient, instead of a better operator. And the baby got better. He who sleeps well is knowing the sure car. (To smile, however, is the dream of the bad condition). Through the key hole it washes lava into this dream, and at the back part of the bank, all animals which are not known have lasted a long time. My associate succeeds until now. (By my preference of my things) storage is simple, and he undertakes measures with the paranoiacs ("be careful in a relationship"). (Now, and after this drink you will take pleasure in being confident while also remaining trustful and faithful) take frequent steps initially, and then I prefer the union of a controlled author(and Russian composer from the World Health Organization) who fears midday (and Domingo). Already, either all of it, or desperate consequence. Infancy period (being entirely young, and method less): what is a childhood (manners without youthful were-with-all?)... It is a calculated stage of probability on an outward journey, ahead of which is a slower and better life, but to you they ensure love independently. (If love is by the hypermarket on Sunday then participate in the chase and the combat) (you who defend love, the human race...) she will not be the oak nor the permanent contract of the loving ones, and of the oak, next to the intelligence of the lovers he is not in this battle. (I hear the no-comment assassin, is in place of the cooking water-engine), (an epitaph-black inscription identification, the ideals of the basic rules do not have to sprinkle the thing we all want to grasp or to obtain). The company you keep, partly with our authorization, is in collaboration with the member who informs us... ...They cry "no" without probability. In which public being lies our diseased mind, and why are we all small due to some wheel ? (And what about my concerns about the tube-baby, who skips? for within the "chains of letters" the back seat lies.) Fond memories and a quiet kiss (the silence which screams), or a good film, these there will be each day of winter, it freezes already (a function which renders our weakness ridiculous). Who Silences the assembler, nobody, so I make it necessary to become the silent collector. Time between time... "Measure hell?" Vital is counter-productive. (Pole: "respect and proportion and post and portion and jobs and part and party and employment"). the auction is over, and the cat will determine who is, and isn't related to the stick. Does he have a sky that unto hell has gone?

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