Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour Then leaf subsides to leaf So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day Nothing gold can stay -robert frost-
Monday, March 27, 2006
- 9:12 pm
eating seeds is a past time activity
cause im killin the heart pain and burnin the cocaine
a digression, when met with confession, was faced with intervention, and so felt apprehension on its incarceration, its length of detention and lack of mention whilst in retention, for in truth, where there was no wit, there was no intention.
The Happy Little Girl Who Bore The Propensity for Fierceness While Being Strangely Yellow Rangeresque and Other Stories
the happy little girl held her breath nervously as she prepared to step forward for the dance. she was in the middle of the canteen with her dance friends and gosh was it hot. after what seemed like a long time, the music finally hit as everybody gathered to watch. grr. that idiot boy was suddenly there with his ice lemon tea.
the little girl was very excited about her dance. she leapt all over the place effortlessly, smiling all the while. being a fierce little fighter, she muttered imprecations under her breath at everybody watching behind that facade of a happy little smile of a happy little girl. yellow ranger, maysherestinpeace would have been proud. the little girl twirled and twirled and surprised everyone including the idiot boy (who maintains that he is a boy) by pulling off the next move. she wasnt even dizzy. what was more surprising was that the idiot boy wasn't grinning like a tom fool but instead wiping tears from his eyes, as was agreed. (damn, so she really would have to pay him). she came to the final movement to rapturous applause and was glad it was done; she was tired.
the idiot boy thought she was brilliant though
fin
nothing gold can stay
mr lovva lovva
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