Guest guest Posted January 12, 2006 Report Share Posted January 12, 2006 If only I could, I would let my beard grow, I would buy tobacco and expensive beer, So my pain would drown away And hide my sorrow. But Jeanne, you cannot smoke, And to you beer tastes like soap! I cry in the desert, Beltch for justice, Only the holling wind Keeps blowing dust in my mouth. In this world, My sword of justice, Has fallen to ashes. So be it! I`ll turn myself into a Chihuahua, with only hight and bones to desire. And much love to give away. Patricia _________________________ Nouveau : téléphonez moins cher avec Messenger ! Découvez les tarifs exceptionnels pour appeler la France et l'international. Téléchargez sur http://fr.messenger. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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