I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas. My fingers are Santa's little helpers. My hope is a sporadic rainfall - yet a torrential downpour in all creative environments. I am Theseus, unspooling golden yarn. Sisyphus, sweating uphill. Bukowski, scribbling away in rooming houses. A river always flowing. I am the nightmare of stagnancy and a God of Imagination.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Puppy.
Me likes to eat good stuffs. Likes the good stuffs wet and the good big, heavy hands on my top. Me pees and am hapy and likes the patpatthumpthump and realeez like the wets slopeez good stuffz, slippee good food. Yum. I like itz.
My head iz tired alotz and I like the warm thing from the sky and fun and play.
I like tha big man with the sleep eyez and the beteer smellingz womanz whoz tall and pretty eyes with the sparkle thing in herz eyes too and the smile like dreamz things when I kick my legs when sleeping.
I like themz so much makes hapy deep in my belleez.
Heaven iz combiningz nice food stuffz and themz peoplz that are good.
Puppy Iz happy most happy when always sleepy taller and shorter sparkle eye hapy making me hapy also mean more tummy and food tummy for me
I like sun hapy warm no worms
Water okay boring water
Dogs mean big dog scared sometimes why?
Wet hapy
Ears pet good belly love big hands tickle
Love puppy iz tired
You love me feed food happyz me eyez
In dreamz always pleez?
Luv yo alweezyowr puppeez
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