This must be the poem that which goes beyond the fringes.
				The author really needs to align this piece of crap
		Or else	
				Who the hell is going to read it?
					Who? You say? Oh! Use your mouse? How?
					You are no kindergartener, even babies know how to touch a screen.
		So open your eyes
				And grow them as large as your brain.
				And squeeze them as soon as you you drain.
				And just screw the margin aligner and proof reader.
					Who read a poem in the middle of a poem?

The lady is too short
	-ride a bus -ride a bike -ride a kite
Let's go lift her
	-morning -afternoon -midnight
How about a ride?
	-car -no safety belt -over the speed limit
She is excited
	-bumped -intoxicated -injured
Is she?
	-Perhaps -Maybe -Probably
Just the perfect height

Day 12
	It has been going on for a while now..
	
	
	
	
	
	Let me see if they will bite on the pillow

Day 52
	It has been going on for a while now...

Morning sales are slow
	Lunch sales are low
		Off-hand sales are no
		
Use your brain for the calculation
	Use your brain for the calibration
		Use your brain for the damnation
		
Nobody goes in that door
	Nobody goes out this door
		No body goes out my door

My honey
	Ist not tei honey?

Or Vom is the homey?
	et tet
	et tat?

Your money ist not mein money
	und thy honey
		ist not sold
			at die homey?