Sorry.
It’s not what you think.
I’ve never meant it.
Let this play goes up in the air.
You try to butter me up.
I don’t like it at all.
I expressed myself ever so clearly today,
but it won’t be impeccably true tomorrow.
Every possible flavour is up to your determination.
Give it a go.
Monday, 11 August 2008
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