1.15.2012

dear alice

I've made
Parmesan
couscous
in a tea pot
and the man
of darling
all spice
cooking
with the
pea pods
nods from
the kitchen
that the map
is in the hat
that the cat
gave hatter
while the
butler was
at the bar
just before
the last supper
and a Muppet
said a tuff it
was hard to do
yet *poof*
went the stuff
and the love
became all
a brew

care for....
a cup fulla?

.

fine brim on the prime time of tea
pour as an ocean
to rain as the see
and super is the bet
where yet it’s to be

.

Chewy…
I believe it’s the anna can dood
little known apples in the pudding
while food for thought
forgot not about
the corn dogs tar
way simple mind
melds fine with as cute
a cat as you
the hatter might be mad
but at last… the tat has too

.

I favor the grin ;)
Whata kin you cat
who have the count
of a woman’s tat
specific is an
apple, Jacks
as a fiddle
fulla love
said
act!

.

act 2 act
tats to wein
think gin
is as fine
as the mean
and every rat
backs a five,
star cat
if a sirius dog
is a wearin’ my skin
she said hi
… so the jacked sun
could grin ;)

.

"... hear is
the cup fulla ..."

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