The simple and suple touch

[shakespearjrthe3rd]

I graze my knee
Ouch.
I pee on a tree
Youch.
I own a Playstation three
Vouch.
What is this life?

Monotony
Monopoly
Mahogany
Please. Feel for me

For I am but a fool
Living in a man's world
I look left, right, but still
I am blind.

What is instore?
Food?
I'm hungry
Hungry for knowledge
As I find my soul harking for a king

All I know, is I want to sing.

Balls!
Balls!
Can I put them in your jaws!

The sound of an angel
For all to see.

[Alexandria Bouchelli Mozzarell]

*Clicks fingers ferociously* Bravo bravo bravissimo his return is humble yet smooth. Supple yet taught. Like a newborn after being thrusted into a vat of butter.

Truly the return of the renaissance is upon us in macroscopic fashion.

The theming of Balls being in jaws is quite a foreboding and commonly found theme and so is quite hard to nail without contrivances being found but you sir have pulled it off quite tremendously.

Bravo Hark Bravo.

[artolmaeus]

pee on a tree....for this, to me, you get so much of life...the next fart I light, I shall think of you and wonder who you are but as I see that flame light up the dark I shall say pee on a tree in so doing