a book "château sergo"

something is going on out there... but we hardly leave "ourselves".

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

The Secret of Green

Her eyes are green 'cause she eats so much vegetables,
Her soul is a blend of constants and variables,
Her magic, it seems, will reveal all the secrets
Of neverending story about slow insects.
Where everything's there, and no plenty of something,
Where hitching for them bears a feature of hiking,
Where meaning of eating the fruit they once borrow
Should no way incline to a joy or a sorrow.
The former looks obscure, the later's no bright,
But hitchhiking a leaf is a weighing each side
While moving from one to another of pickets...
HEY STOP! AIN'T YOU NOW REVEALING HER SECRETS?!...

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