i like pies with chips beans and gravy but thr choc;ate coco loving monkey steal my beans and shower praises upon dead vicars and there glassy eyes stareing out unto the night birds took you to the cabin in the woods james woods the actor f;ashing his teeth frightening the bears performing by the side of the road their tutus drying in the sun like raisins sweet and juicy. when he wsa a young child he loved he spent many days nights and seasons in a fish infested bean bag and learned a strange language called guojnloinu pronounced fro which took a total of three hundred rainy nights to register in he slightly bubbled brain but he was a strong one and learned to lie and cry at the same time as a pink parrot chewed his left fifth toe for he was the king of the fiery red apple named dave cummings whose trail burnt across the retina of one thousans moles leeching into the minds and hearts of lost loves hitting the highs unreached before by the soul of pigs longing for the pan american days of sliver hightops and dusty corn fed housewives who were once members of young jellyfish whose intellect towered above the post human and whose style of heightened fashion shocked all throwing all in there wake to floors of mercury and night and who refused all types of battered cod however they were partial to the odd roll and butter but this is straying of the point lost to the tangerine goat who plays the great adonis and serves up ripe melodic tunes to a raven haired beak that has but one word in his fine beak which is i secretly tell you "Birk" and repeat"birk" isnt that beautiful isnt it ripe and pure as a crystal tear flap flap flapping in the wind