Sunday, July 09, 2006

Northern Rose

To the southernmost exterior,
the interior of its land. . .
there is a colony.
Something majestic?
In the experiment,
the conclusions were:
filled with mistakes and regrets.
In the context of a bully;
research has shown the nature of god.
Though, not thought of in place of ruins!
In time, the trust for such high standards,
the shoes became too big.
Like old mother hubbard.
Therefore, everything in the response came only
with a ripe piece of fresh watermelon.
So that everyone would pass it around to enjoy.
The ship has set sail,
and the victory already won
that it did not matter if thier was a winner.
Only losers.
The losers mattered most of all.
The tests have given the results,
that seeds from the juicy watermelon float if compared
to soil in water.
The seeds are spit out, not swallowed.
Such enormous shoes to wear without any reason not to.
Why, swallow a world of seedless tasty watermelon without.
Roses and bear claws.

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