After having begun writing on this platform about two years back , i decided TODAY that i did after all evolve(ahem, a little) since i'd last written here and therefore deleted my previous posts only to make space for some more new re-cycled shit.
YES- I RESURRECTED by blog. (sigh)
i shall begin with my daily affairs soon and some historical referencing shall easily follow.
For now,lets raise a toast to the following poem,while i also sort out how to change the goddamn colour of my blog, quite simultaneously or NOT?
Well,What goes around comes around ehh?then good things do too technically?
why cry therefore? why cry lotto?-Satan
Pink my dreams,your truly -Red.
But your gardener likes the Sun?Why do you then want prometheus to cry?-Cool daddy Zeus.
Be my love?-Toothpaste
I think i'd want to mope a bit,can you stop pushing me down you?-h20
Give me a wire,not some lyre?- Microphone.
The air is just misty now, wonder what love's gotta do with it?-St. Valentine.
War is on baby!-how bout getting that peice of cake NOW!- Tolstoy
3 comments:
Cool!!! :D.... I do wanna read ur last post though!! Btw love d toothpaste line!
haha:) last post?
very funny... like it!! wanna more stuff like this!!
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