There’s a whole shelf full of books. Why’d you have to read him that one? Perhaps because I am no longer willing to bury it on a shelf and pretend it has no meaning for me.
Thy navel is like a round goblet which wanteth not liquor. Thy belly is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies. Thy breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. Thy stature is like that of a palm tree and thy breasts like clusters of grapes. I will go up the palm tree and take hold of its fruits.
so no one told you life was gonna be this way your job’s a joke, you’re broke your love life’s D.O.A ♪♫♪♫ it’s like you’re always stuck in second gear when it hasn’t been your day, your week, your month or even your year, but… ♪♫♪♫