Bachus12 Dec 2002

could you possibly quit turning my precious "poemes" into a dating service lest i cut you from my will of soon to be-ee-eing-ness-ess? that's that written passages of arte where i shower ye with copper, piss, and prudence....swine. "it's just another day...life in the ground..listening to the ground..it doesn't make a sound...there's a smile on my face for everyone...it's just another dayee...it's just another day OHHHHHHHAAAAAAHHHHHHH! OHHH EEEE AH AH AYE AYE EY. ah ah aaaa.. just another..."