Red wine fills up my white-ness,
It's the height of very politeness,
When I'm drunk and fall,
Or get into a brawl
My not-self is there in all brightness
It's a bit hazy when I wake in the morning,
Is that dusk or the break of the dawning?
And who the hell are you
A manifester 6/2?
Quite a night by the rate of my yawning...
-the end-
-til the next time-
Waaaaaaaaaaaa
It wasn't necessarily about me WA!
It's just a...synthesis of all the other projectors I know;-)
Seems I'm not the only limerick-ist in the house..
Here's another cheery one entitled..Don't condition me..ahem...
Please don't condition me you definition freak,
I'm happy with my ignorance, I'm not the one you seek.
There are generators a plenty out there, go pit your wits with them
But leave me in my vacuum pack so I'll be whole again.
I realise I am bringing down the whole intellectual tone of the forum here, but I can't 'elp eeet. Forgive my utter banality in the face of such deep thinking all around - it's just for fun so feel free not to laugh as they really aren't very good.
ciao
/empress