the child

u looks my child
u looks my children

i vant be afraid
to live in hungrry

i vant to bay to some
meet

meat

i vant to cry to some tea
u looks my lady

u looks my car
u some hiddlly

u vant be mine
u mainnlly bear

u mainlly pupets
u some hidelly in meat in soupper

i vant so cry
in diedlly dayllies

i vant not lie
i be just bearlynness

kristian gud,
sorr from mistakes,
2010 05 04