My Version Of The Truth

2007-12-11

To force the dark in its wills

"AMEN" they say suffice. Amen must be added to seal the top, here! Spit it, just in case rains come on the bad step, Letx. The red elephant having retalliated, the movie smoothly got detected and prayed for my cyst sevice to gliss inside meat or a new sign of intelligence on plasmic rolling free use of the mind butter over her...on every street may they be sick in time, through my genium, beam a sixth stripe, meddle and spice as girls so spice girl is on to smoothly blend Eddie Cochrane and a cheap synthetic beat, made in one hour but heard for three minutes, made into a collection of juxtapositings hover over the old adage: The name is spelt, it means it is signed, so, the spice girls go in, they stir it up, they move it all around, the new onctuous version glides well on foreign nations. The double live gets sold! I am erected. The rest of the buyers wait for february as nothing apart from the new mINiSTRY take you nowhere, there on the silver screen it bombed your guts so much that a change of directior hath to be taken her where it doughnut hurt. Me, solemn, headphones on the head of mine I thyme and dream froth and spoon on yours. A yoghurt indeed with tons of little chocolate specks and a gregarious vanillan delight on the top of it.....it fits right in most of my arrangements, delete the first four and make into Menilmontant, mud over Equator and Thai that sheet over the top until it reads your rocking and rolling in your sleep, educators. Did I put amen already?/./oh yes I did. Sorry, Leopard, any thin line, meet me here-?----next item, Lioppy, paste and tense the shot in nine seconds, order for withdrawal in Jason Black's sad arrest: I swore Jacques look same as Mos Deh, no, sorry, sorry Einzen family, no guilt me! I got told it gut redressed by the Humanity, sunday, the flow of the money is not in his plant factory, did he miss me? It in his TEARS (That's where it is, oh Yeah!) MILKING