Crush Of Yesterday, Or Today’s Example? (COYOTE)™
Just look at the pretty pictures, and remember to hover (lover) with your mouse (in the house) to read the hidden (no, they are not) messages (maybe), and draw any conclusion you want (with a big bucket in a deep well?).
Connie Francis was her stage name, and this is who — or rather what — I should try not to “lose focus” on along
So then later, this one imaginary yet lovely lively “chick” sounds like maybe she could be my kid or other kin (kinky, not!), or something (from something in the name), but I seem have a “real” reaction when I look at her non-existent excellence, yet we do not believe that my “imagination” is not actually physical, is it?. Somewhat sick at times, maybe…
Simple enough, I hope, that anyone could understand.
I know how to deceive, but do not want to do it ever again. Please do not make me think I have no other choice than to deceive you, and I will not deceive you. Otherwise, what else should I do? Would it make more sense for me to pretend not to understand anything at all? Playing dumb is not honest, is it? Perhaps that is like asking if I am crazy, only it works the other way: if I were honest, I would not ask a question about honesty, and just go ahead and play dumb, honestly! Now if that is not the thing to do (innocently playing stupid), then just exactly What am I supposed to do?
Nothing (N)™ ???
Anything Plus Everything (APE)™ ???
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About Meor, (AM)™
This mind took its own hike,
Too long ago.
Where it alit, nobody knows,
But know, buddy-nose:
Lots of earth rests 'neath my chin,
So breathe deep, take it all in!
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