Tuesday, June 21, 2011
My place of prayer
Anyway back to my day
I arrange for the Ladies to get me biggletetti to academia and the office
I think they lie to me
They say the museo is all full up martedi
They say they do everything possible and will cast some spells this evening to see if they can call up medeciism and get me entered
I hope it's nothing more than a little finger
I rode florrie to the highest mountain in Tuscany in 32 degree soft golden light
I stood with Michelangelo
I gave to the poor
My grand tour is making me an even better person
It was a handsome woman
And she wanted mangiare per le cane
I could not say no
Il cane had me at buongiorno
I saw a man fishing in the Arno with a rake from a boat that looked like a Leonardo invention
I call to him
I am a fisher
Tell me the secrets of the Arno
He say to me
I know some
And so do you
The Arno is the answer
Well ravings of a mad man
Time to scuzi
The simple things
I needed this after climaxing at the chiesa di san miniato al monte
The things one does for god
I go look for fagioli
In the pomadore sauce
Still tremendusio fabuloso
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il tempo sembra proprio bene lì per la vostra bicicletta e mangiare melanzane
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