Adoring you is uncomplicated. The way in which, refreshment comes with your ravishment is treasured spectacle, and though your fans are many, this one broods. Pining for glimpses into your tortured terrine, stories of unplumbed eternity, depths of you, titillate. How more curious you become as onion peels, layers on layers. A sweet onion I might add. Yet still, one that brings tears. Tears, joyous tears, cliche of cliche, reconcile charm with burden of unknowing how an allium could come into a world, stinking, but make gourmet a dish.

this is poems funny wheres the Easter bunny?and my life is full of **** creating a little *****,in me i see  a slender hiding in a tree just staring at me he has no eyes he's a little demon he ate on a curse know the whole world while sink by dirt so **** the whole universe, man ya ****** jacked up never catch up to me im'a be what i said out to be  terrine down the balcony, and most of you are lousy you should've never been born the devil grew up evil with dumpy *** horns :( he is to be the devil for once and for all he is the devil and is some sorta god man he is a frode as we know a bad guy type so he will die by get' in  fried,

so bye bye.man life must be a lie Jesus should and will never die because he is is a great guy not a lie,you can be a hater if you want because i do do not care go ahead and taunt see if i get man but i wouldn't even dare it probably would not be fair see if i care *****,i am a hacker bowzers you are just a noob bye bye know i got something to prove to news they know there gonna lose by hippy donka cruze just a crazy enough guy to be he 43 and still climbs trees with no ladder because he is crazy bet you think that to dude he still got a stinky poo!i bet he would love you only if you were even cool to like me ninja's i can see in my backyard hanging tree from tree.