Close your right eye and I’ll promise a lie,
one that you'll prize for it will never die.
But I must advise, so listen, be wise,
a lie in disguise, will only arise.
I promise a land, I’ll take you by hand,
a beauty unplanned, a dream by command.
So let us make haste, we must not be late
before the big eight, decides to debate.
Through colours and sounds, red screams at the brown,
"why down on the grounds, when blue is in town?"
And up on the trees, are men with disease
begging for some cheese, in perfect Chinese.
While down in the hole, where cats take a stroll,
you'll find an old troll, in search of his soul.
But know this my dear, he'll never appear
while pigs chant their cheers, their breath he will fear.
So let us now go, to where the green grows
to grass that we mow, to make into dough.
But are we not here? Reality’s sphere?
Eight green pigs who cheer, for cheese in Chinese
2007-08-29
11:18:47
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So far, all i know that this is political
and non sensical (to me at least)
2007-08-29
11:19:42 ·
update #1