Thirsty for Life

Can thee not Feel IT?

Rich wanna conquer n Yield caught from 

birth for some

I would so love to believe You Ms. France. Our ears can hear thy speak. I have never been able to get closer to Victor Hugo or Henry Balzac in any but Translated efforts. We speak only one language n am shamed by this but I still love Napoleon's gift of law. Not bad for a Corsican Peasant. He out Justices the English, Well n wide. We love the sweet passion for life We feel when ever surrounded by Our French peoples. Even as a fifteen year old boy you took Us inn n fed Us n never asked nothing from Us cause We just could not pay nor work hard enough digging taters from the ground with Our hands steel implements damage the pommes de terre. So, at .50 cents a bushel n all morning We got maybe half a bushel n Our rent be fifteen dollars a week. Our first dead end job. Joyfully given unto Us and a friend. We got to see said friend die many years later he gave up on himself, n tried his feeble best to steal from Us. God is a real good counselor. I had to call the police n have him removed from Our neighborhood he found where I lived n lied about his sober n I caught him red handed buying dope n said not a thing I did not wanna no junkie living that close to me. But I am not him nor like any junkie ever born. Even brand new credit cards just delivered by postman and he sellem to Our junk connect n she be offered me some cards for nothing just go make some money n spend it with me. N though sick We said no.

More sleaze from thy King of Kings. Nothing has ever dinted Our soverign rut. Not even the fear of
methadone can ooze.

N I kind a like knowing that about this juvenile delinquent.
If I do say so myself. It is Ok a like me for me yes?
Special after passing a test?
N, I got so lots a share wif a willing girl.
OK a smart willing girl. OK smart n wanna my stink bad as I wanna
hers n she got a have beautiful toes n smell like my old
girl. I be not prejudice, just set in Our ways.

It could be anyone at all long as her name be

Gita Cushing on any good day.


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