That must be some Hawaii.
Would tasting the lava be wise?
You tell me no and go into the house.
Stranger, who led me like Dante to salvation?
Let me leave you here to eat the flowers.
Best wishes said the gameshow host.
At the picnic we ate cellular phones.
That’s what it’s like being in love (I guess).
Each moment: pregnant with expectation.
Might one word sum it up completely?
Let’s lead a life of modern conveniences and
every so often stand on our heads.
Let’s barbecue all of our envy and anger.
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