Monday, April 16, 2007

Old Building Blueprints

I, Destiny, I tell you ...

Eleanor, I dedicate the next fibo. I do not know how you did it, but your predictions proved to be accurate, incredibly accurate, precise wonderfull! On reflection, though, there's someone who could aversene bad. Who? Read here:



"It

What I'm doing
A
If you read me like I was
written paper?
I order and disorder, meets and Son
unknown, joy and gift it back then me, and I like it!
I'll end up unemployed, or worse, as seen
agenda!
Look elsewhere,
Let, Go away


From Me! "


Francis Drake

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