Did it happen that way? Is it what you would say? Is there anything that could happen this day in a way that could may-be make clay eat a dog a day and dance in the fray of the dress of a hai-tian. Ok, enough of that. Here's the dealio. I am not what you think. I know that time you saw me meditating in my room was inspirational, but here's what really happened...
I came into the room, and walked towards my bed. It was a cushion placed upon a springy box thing. I got on and thought of the many animals I had placed in the animal shelter. Oh how I missed them. I closed my eyes and saw Johnny two feet, the dog that got his front two legs cut off by a lawn mower. He was a happy puppy. Then it happened. The ground shooked. Shooked!!!!!!!! And I fell onto the floor. I got up and then closed my eyes as I crossed my legs indian style. Eating an apple can't be the worst thing to do if you're Jewish. Or....no. NEVER!!!!!
Dance the night away.
Just dance.
I've never met you, like I've never met many hampsters.
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