poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit

Today little tiger turns years that yummy thing I call Crunch that any second I'd eat for lunch I'd give her a big wet kiss but she'd growl and hiss so I'll raise my glass and say "Cheers!" 27 III 2010
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