poemranker ::Replying

ReplyTo a comment on love song by <~>.

==Doylum16 Aug 2002

your were handel-ing it so well auld then it all burst out like wasteage from a well feed dog. I am a good of the modern arts, come dance and play and rolick at my feet, my friends are super my life is twisted, experience of which you may only dream. I liked you better before when everything had a place and a newspaper to fit it.