oh, chester, dear chester, my chester... you are cool, that's it....
AWESOME>.... ^^"
AWESOME>.... ^^"
Axou Pixou...
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C'est moi...
forget what the world is thinking, just be yourself, and follow your heart.... BE FOOTLOOSE!!!...
Take Off....
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LoveStoned/I Think She Knows Interlude (FutureSex/LoveSounds)
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# Posté le dimanche 22 juin 2008 11:38
Modifié le dimanche 08 mars 2009 17:55
...WRITTEN by ELSPETH MAC LAREN...
"For the pure,for the vile...
This good earth can cater
Don't stand there and smile..
You'll join me sooner or later..."
This good earth can cater
Don't stand there and smile..
You'll join me sooner or later..."
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# Posté le jeudi 22 mai 2008 08:43
Modifié le vendredi 06 juin 2008 08:46
....AXOU...
lol..
you have at least the right to have such a big laugth now. ^^ OK? fine.
original me= lauthing hard you.
kisses
you have at least the right to have such a big laugth now. ^^ OK? fine.
original me= lauthing hard you.
kisses
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# Posté le mercredi 21 mai 2008 12:08
Modifié le dimanche 08 mars 2009 17:54
FaCe A lA mEr...
see, when you feel very small among things, universe... that's horrible. but, this phto of me is gorgeous. isn't it?
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# Posté le lundi 12 mai 2008 04:11
Modifié le dimanche 08 mars 2009 17:51
The Balfour Fairies...
If you go to Balfour gardens go
Among jade ferns down below
Near the water,smooth and green
Fairies at work can be seen
The spray that rises from the fall
Is not really spray at all
Each drop is made of crystal bright
And each crystal is held tight
By a Balfour fairy,gay and light
And if you fancy,someday
You see a rainbow down that way
Why,that's the gossamer of their wings
Which the delicate reflection brings
Their queen whose palace is all white
Lives above them,well in sight
The tower with turrets gleaming there
Is the royal throne room where
She sits in glory,all-a-glow
In crystal robe frome head to toe
Her crystal throne with trembling drops
Reflects the golden of her locks
Her fairies busy roud her feet
Fly from the falls to complete
The tiara from the royal head
Which then is sealed with golden thread
Cull'd from the blooms and spun
In the gardens before dawn
To collect the dew as it forms
Before the rosy sunlight dawns
The fairies' day starts just as soon
As day shuts out the waning moon
Out from the ferns and fonds they creep
And plunge into the cascade deep
To fly with droplets through the air
That's not a cloud of spray there!
It's Ariel,with his tiny friends,
Who a silver glitter lends
To the air,as he flies
To serve his queen at her rise
Thought, sometimes,lazy,he will lurk
And,abandoning his work
Mounts a tortoise for a ride
His friends this deception hide
And join his in his fun and play
Work all day long is not gay!
so if some day you happen by
Come and see the fairies fly!
Among jade ferns down below
Near the water,smooth and green
Fairies at work can be seen
The spray that rises from the fall
Is not really spray at all
Each drop is made of crystal bright
And each crystal is held tight
By a Balfour fairy,gay and light
And if you fancy,someday
You see a rainbow down that way
Why,that's the gossamer of their wings
Which the delicate reflection brings
Their queen whose palace is all white
Lives above them,well in sight
The tower with turrets gleaming there
Is the royal throne room where
She sits in glory,all-a-glow
In crystal robe frome head to toe
Her crystal throne with trembling drops
Reflects the golden of her locks
Her fairies busy roud her feet
Fly from the falls to complete
The tiara from the royal head
Which then is sealed with golden thread
Cull'd from the blooms and spun
In the gardens before dawn
To collect the dew as it forms
Before the rosy sunlight dawns
The fairies' day starts just as soon
As day shuts out the waning moon
Out from the ferns and fonds they creep
And plunge into the cascade deep
To fly with droplets through the air
That's not a cloud of spray there!
It's Ariel,with his tiny friends,
Who a silver glitter lends
To the air,as he flies
To serve his queen at her rise
Thought, sometimes,lazy,he will lurk
And,abandoning his work
Mounts a tortoise for a ride
His friends this deception hide
And join his in his fun and play
Work all day long is not gay!
so if some day you happen by
Come and see the fairies fly!
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# Posté le dimanche 27 avril 2008 08:08
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