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Viani · 2013-11-12 19:18:39

One

Obā-san · 2013-11-12 19:25:18

two three four

one two three four

one two three four five six seven eight

Obā-san · 2013-11-12 19:27:06

two three four five six

Obā-san · 2013-11-12 19:27:20

two three four five six seven eight

Yarrun XIX · 2013-11-12 19:27:23

PHILIP GLASS

I UNDERSTAND THIS REFERANCE

Obā-san · 2013-11-12 19:28:59

will it get some wind for the sailboat

and it could get for it is

it could get the railroad for these workers

and it could be where it is

it could franky, it could be franky

it could be very fresh and clean

it could be a balloon

all these are the days my friends

and these are the days my friends

it could get some wind for the sailboat

and it could get for it is

it could get the railroad for these workers

it could get for it is were

it could be a ballon

it could be franky

it could be very fresh and clean

all these are the days my friends

and these are the days my friends

it could be those ways

will it get some wind for the sailboat

it could get for it is it

it could get the railroad for these workers

and it could get for it is

so these are the days my friends

and these are the days my friends

but these days of 888 cents and 106 coins of change

these are the days my friends

and these are my days my friends

make a toyota on these, these

Obā-san · 2013-11-12 19:30:32

will it get some wind for the sailboat

and it could get those for it is

it could get the railroad for these workers

it could be a balloon

it could be franky

it could be very fresh and clean, it could be

it could get some gasoline shortest

all these are the days my friend

and these are the days my friend

Obā-san · 2013-11-12 19:31:34

so if you say we could get some wind for the sailboat

and it could, so it could be those ones

so if you cash the bank of the world traveler

from ten months ago

do you remember hans the bus driver?

well i put the red ball and the blue ball

and the two black and white balls

and hans pushed on his brakes

and the four balls went down to that

and hans said,

"get those four balls away from the gearshift"

well these are the days my friends

and these are the days my friends

it could get the railroad for these workers

so will it get some wind for the sailboat

and it could get for it is

will it get some wind for the sailboat

and it could get for it is

it could get the railroad for these workers

and it could be where it is

Imipolex G · 2013-11-12 19:32:50

Obā-san · 2013-11-12 19:33:13

The day with its cares and perplexities is ended and the night is now upon us.

The night should be a time of peace and tranquility, a time to relax and be calm.

We have need of a soothing story to banish the disturbing thoughts of the day,

to set at rest our troubled minds, and put at ease our ruffled spirits.

And what sort of story shall we hear ?

Ah, it will be a familiar story, a story that is so very, very old,

and yet it is so new. It is the old, old story of love.

Two lovers sat on a park bench with their bodies

touching each other, holding hands in the moonlight.

There was silence between them.

So profound was theire love for each other,

they needed no words to express it.

And so they sat in silence, on a park bench,

with their bodies touching,

holding hands in the moonlight.

Finally she spoke.

"Do you love me, John ?" she asked.

"You know I love you, darling." he replied.

"I love you more than tongue can tell.

You are the light of my life.

My sun. Moon and stars.

You are my everything.

Without you I have no reason for being."

Again there was silence as the two lovers sat on a park bench,

their bodies touching, holding hands in the moonlight.

Once more she spoke. "How much do you love me, John ?" she asked.

He answered : "How much do I love you ? Count the stars in the sky.

Measure the waters of the oceans with a teaspoon.

Number the grains of sand on the sea shore. Impossible, you say."

"Yes and it is just as impossible for me to say how much I love you."

"My love for you is higher than the heavens, deeper than Hades,

and broader than the earth. It has no limits, no bounds.

Everything must have an ending except my love for you."

There was more of silence as the two lovers sat

on a park bench with their bodies touching, holding hands in the moonlight.

Once more her voice was heard.

"Kiss me, John" she implored.

And leaning over, he pressed his lips

warmly to hers in fervent osculation...

Viani · 2013-11-12 21:42:18

Pangur Bán said:
warmly to hers in fervent osculation...

reported for racism & NSFW

Imipolex G · 2013-11-12 21:42:57

racism?

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