Grundle

"A hundred hours and a hundred days, I have worked these fields, for what? I make a dime and get some food with each and every cut... This land has been so good to me for that I love it with my life '..."

"Like nebulous clouds rising toward the ceiling, this packaged cure-all was passed around. Day in and day out, it floated toward the soul, "I can't live without it!" said one, "Oh I'll stop when I want..."

"I remember when she left me, sitting there that day. watching her sadly as she slowly drove away. I thought she'd be back shortly an hour at the most, but disappear she did- a lonely lovers gho..."

"pressure, papers,due at fivehours sitting,not alive...projects pounding,get them done-time's a-wasting,where's the sun?piling papers,gone so high-eight more hours,brain will fry...Rip me a new butthol..."

"Experience is the great provider, For poets one and all... living life will teach us, our one specific call... I haven't even lived yet, so what then do I write? how can I explain it- I have no writ..."

"There once was a man, stole a festering ham, complete with the liver. He washed it with soap got hopped up on coke, his soul departed thither...Figure this one out :P Written November 1st, 2001 © on..."

"Aqui estoy sentado pensando en ti viviendo tan lejos, tres mil millas de mi... Yo quiero verte y hablarte otra vez, pero tengo que animarme, para llamarte cada mes... Yo quiero darte flores, yo quie..."

"who wants to bailar when the musica se acaba? is there any poder cuando the dance se termina? a mi mamita baile rica, *boom boom* shakin' your body muevelo suavecita.. *boom boom* el poder es contigo..."

"It was the strangest thing when Dookle Naglog came between us... after all those simple measures... how could he have seen us? Approaching innocently he said he was a machinest, alluding to how he co..."