LOOK...LOVE IS
SWEET
SWEAT....
WHEAT HAS FIBERS...AND YOU SHOULD EAT...
FIBERS....
LOVE IS BULLS BEANS AND EGGS...
BEANS ALONE MAKE ME FARTING...AND YA-HOO! ALONE....
SO I LIKE BEANS WITH SOME MEAT....LIKE BULLS AND NUTS....
AND OTHER BLACK MAGIC STUFF....AND BASIC CHEMISTRY
INGINEERING....WITHOUT A DEGREE...((SELF TAUGHT)
EGGS...ARE GEEZY...MALIABLE....A PIECE OF MOLD NEED SCLUPTURE...AND WORK WITH HEART...I MEAN A REAL HEART...
FINALLY....
LOVE IS....ZEN
ZEN ZING ZUNG ZOOO.....OW-EY-NAA-HEE! ..HEEY!
YOW YU TOOT TA HEY.....
ME YOGA HEY....
SO HOO ME...
SO HAI....
LIKE A GOOD WEED FOR THE HOLE YEAR....WHEN IT REALLY BLACK OUTS....
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