Freghismi
I'm going to cheat another.
Those who try to fool me?
Who's next to try to fool me?
I move cautiously and I look back,
looking for someone to cheat.
Who wants to screw me?
My brother? I cheated.
My friends? Damn.
My Woman? The I do not care.
Who I cheated today? About
fregherò tomorrow?
I have cheated? We have tried?
You want to screw me? I've already screwed me.
the world who cares is not screwed. Playing
attack with defense deployed.
Winning is fooled once again of how much you are screwed.
Who am I care? About fregherò?
E 'sweet memories of those who have cheated.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
Advantages On A Histogram
Whole Truth
I was sitting and walked around it rained thick, but not really, I imagine.
next to me ran a river, but perhaps not even that was not true. I deny it.
The waves crashing with a roar at my feet, drying them.
Among the rocks and woods that bordered the river there was a clear distinction. There was one area where confounded the woods, the rocks, the river, the waves and the savanna.
In this land of half dozing many animal species, including a female hippo with her puppies that were baboons. But I could not recognize them.
looked up at the sky, the rain fell in my field of view and the view was dazzling.
But I did not watch the drops, look higher. Above the clouds that was planted by his light, he guessed the shape of a huge intergalactic spaceship.
went to land, even to rest, like an eagle's nest on top of the massive prehistoric volcano that I forgot to mention because he was behind me and that, from jets and roar, freed millions of years, the dense cloud, dark , flaming source that saliva threatening and bleak.
The sun was shining hot and high: above the clouds, above the ship, above the rain, the leaden sky above.
The sky was clear. From the dense dark clouds raining. There were the Martians and baboons, the volcano, sealed from the ship, was about to explode. The forest was riding the waves at sea, savannah rotated at thirty revolutions, the river fell down over the horizon and it was that time of night when, at noon, right before the dawn and the sunset is.
It was then that an angel of light came out of the trailer and gave me that money came from funds not know that blacks, Mr. Judge.
I swear it's the truth. And that is why I declare innocent.
I was sitting and walked around it rained thick, but not really, I imagine.
next to me ran a river, but perhaps not even that was not true. I deny it.
The waves crashing with a roar at my feet, drying them.
Among the rocks and woods that bordered the river there was a clear distinction. There was one area where confounded the woods, the rocks, the river, the waves and the savanna.
In this land of half dozing many animal species, including a female hippo with her puppies that were baboons. But I could not recognize them.
looked up at the sky, the rain fell in my field of view and the view was dazzling.
But I did not watch the drops, look higher. Above the clouds that was planted by his light, he guessed the shape of a huge intergalactic spaceship.
went to land, even to rest, like an eagle's nest on top of the massive prehistoric volcano that I forgot to mention because he was behind me and that, from jets and roar, freed millions of years, the dense cloud, dark , flaming source that saliva threatening and bleak.
The sun was shining hot and high: above the clouds, above the ship, above the rain, the leaden sky above.
The sky was clear. From the dense dark clouds raining. There were the Martians and baboons, the volcano, sealed from the ship, was about to explode. The forest was riding the waves at sea, savannah rotated at thirty revolutions, the river fell down over the horizon and it was that time of night when, at noon, right before the dawn and the sunset is.
It was then that an angel of light came out of the trailer and gave me that money came from funds not know that blacks, Mr. Judge.
I swear it's the truth. And that is why I declare innocent.
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