it's a silly story that is not mounted

it's a silly story that is not mounted in the chimney that descends another plan that could contradict this time time that wants everything now finished worm and another more immediate moment a peasant began to drink wine to forget that all is lost, as in modernity can live only accidents in merit but to understand the stubbornness of others who might have had a chance but now all that is said is not as you see something that looks like what was said but with more words, so to be caught in the fever you simply have a memory and remember that everything is stored in this corridor belonged there has long been a captain who does not play cards because the navy we doubt that the world is flat with occasional cabinets floating in the sea, oh! delicious shining moment at the bottom of cultured pearls, we will go to Marseille to see the sea dancing in a beautiful cove lady sings can you sit for me to be closer to the accordion and as it's a song sweet I do not seek my hat, I was called a liar, so if you believe that everything I do is for that, so do not try to go further because the same place can have several colors as lack of time to lose his life, which is not in the fabric but on the outside as shown on a plan that I took by mistake the captain's table, because for me that goes the faster it is the desire to lose and as is the cinema we must fear that one day we realize the importance of the old lights that could change once the boudoir scene to flavor other models waiting patiently in the hallway trying to be discreet and as featured artist of the Number 2 room could not see the green was the dominant color of the trunk of the Indies which did not pass through the door, we had to open a new channel to deliver it in good size in the merits attributed to the soldier who saved the earth, and as one is required I'm not sure you want to do from the pigeons that are put into the soup to have a vision more air to be taken more in sorrow than others see it as a way to escape through the window that opens from inside to appear shorter, like a plan that falls into the water that is always the fault of the other, but why does it always do that by saying that in any case there is no need to do more words than it is increasingly saying that to know that it is not yet in the circle but close as what happens to the last time we got together in the downstairs room with little hope as a nice bottle shaped artificial forgiveness and as it takes a guilty I fly when I can in the other country that can afford to live quietly after having had the opportunity to do things that everyone sees as a clear leap in the dark that all favorable moments are on my side for the unconditional feasibility the meeting stand-up since the giants disappeared from the earth, leaving behind nothing to ask about the reality of French menus when we are sure to set foot in a Latin language dead for that we no longer say ah good, but it still it changes all the time we have to know what it is for centuries