I think of a time....
When life was great
food was great
dog was well behaved
when people didn't worry about
food
clothes
dog chewing hair brush
petroleum rate declining
when people could talk to friends
without having to hear 'fuck' in every sentence
a time when life stopped so one could feel nostalgic
so people could feel a sense of dignity
a realization
and more nostalgism
when people were happy not necessarily gay
when people were humble and yet not bossy
when people radiated a sense of dignity and yet refinement.............(pause)

I am talking of a time
when lotuses bloomed
carbon monoxide ceased to exist
when bush wasn't a moron
and when friends had just started
when vinci still was in school

i am talking of a time
when life was just perfect
like a scene out of full house
i am talking about a time which you and me can never be part of
i am talking of a time which will never pass by......
i am talking of a time which we can just dream by
i am talking of a time well.....

Okay i havent ended it....i know it sucked so badly!... me n akanksha were tlkin n just 2 irritate her i made up da poem....so i decided to bug every1 n put i on the blog........i know alot of this can't be in the same time period...i mean im guessin bush is older than vinci....neways i thot kanksha wud crib if i didnt blog...so i did.....if i recieve too much hate mail ill delete it.....n if any1 has suggestions of addin smthn...plz tell me so.....
Signin off Shubhi