words writ on water

i looked under robin's hood and exclaimed 'ah me!'. you'll never guess what i saw, even if u guess a tree. his horse cane up to me, and said, 'neigh, neigh, neighty-noo!'. i took out my horse-english dictionary and it came up as, 'helloo.' by now, robin was pissed and tried to attract attention. he said to me,'oh fair maiden, forget my hood, look at my shin.' so i took a look at it and went into thrombotic shock, as far into as the eye saw and fell tumbling down the rock. i plagiarized a nursery rhyme and confessed it to robin. he gave me quite a telling-to so much that i got caught in. robin's horse got stung by a bee and it galloped away, far away. robin and i were glad to be alone even the thought made me sway. we found a cozy spot under a tree and sat down with ourselves. a snake on the branch distracted us. frightened, i made robin's lips swell. he looked at me with sweet pain and sighed, 'ah sweet beloved! you made my day!' ...

metastasis, retinoblastoma, what friggin drama! its enough to put obama in a critical coma. no offense as such to cancer but full credit to its enhancer, cancer, lancer. 'love that car for sure sir' massa may say that. but i mostly doubt cat who told me the fact while he chased rat. theres something bugging me that haunts those in the infirmary. so i asked one, sophie lee 'what helps our eyes to see?' i hope u r concious or maybe supersticious. apple tarts are delicious scrumptididylumtious. you see, im not quite alright, and u with all ur might trying not to pick a fight with me, the friendly poltergiest! -rrr