Araska is a rock, actually that is a lie, Araska is a fictional rock, in a fictional sea, in a fictional world, the only thing that could be said about is that, if said, world, sea and rock were to exist, then you would have a nice view of a fictional harbour.
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
My feeling this morning, well I feel much like yesterday's poem, just at some metaphors for indigestion. Don't order Pizza Hut pizza, don't eat most of a large yourself, this is a bad thing, and only bad can come of it.
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