And she’s my delight and my lover,
For her lovely muse is like well-fed horses in the morning.
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My name is called ‘Littlechild’ and,
But my brain is matured enough to teach you out there.Entertain me with your love and let me teach you my ways,For i am planted in a pleasant place of love;And like matured grapes found in the wilderness with humour, peace and love.
Your love is like the beautiful vegetation,
But your greenery forest is very thick and hush.I was the guy in town and you were the lady to meet,For the buzz of the ocean was like your love that night.Conni, youe sweet love resonates with my soul and,The tranquillity of your heart will be mine always.
Drugs and money,
Because the green gold connection is in the land of your muse,But i will meet Chatterley to explain my views to her.
The children of one’s youth are like,
And joyful is the man whose quiver is filled with them.
I will rather keep my faith on my works to move on,
But yesterday is already gone too soon.From the archives to the slippery lips and the throes of life,Money cannot make a Doctor out of a playboy!But allegorically noted is to toll the lines of a psyche.I will rather keep my faith towards my success,For the struggle is not yet over;And there is nothing worse in…
Attack,
Enemies!Little or much in the land of war;But i have set my mind on you.To the dead and to the living,And like Mangales flying back to Malaysia!With few or more things to the world so sweet,But i do have my mind set on you.