What now my woof

I love nature

And insects too

I love footer

But I don't love you

What now my dog

What now my woof

I love making

A hullabaloo

I love cricket

But I don't love you

Whatcha gonna do my dog

Whacha gonna do

I love money

That much is true

I love mud

But I don't love you

It's not because of what you think

Like I drained you down the kitchen sink

And trained myself to love to hate

Your winsome frolic your fairy cake

It's just because you know my dog

It's just because you know my fate

I love your belly

Your thigh heeled shoes

I love your pants

But I don't love you

You want to fuck me!?

Join the queue

Quintessential

Instrumental

Detrimental

Ectoplasmic

Did I spew you

Like a vision

And you grew so narcissisastic

Is that truly

So fantastic?

I see horns

In the mirror of peas

I am the world

And the world is me's.

24/05/06 - moscow

sand drawing by vera ryzhenko (aged 8)