Five-hundred-twenty-sixth post. 29

[camandante]

I have a cake,
Decently baked,
Made of cream, mangosteen and absinth.

With a ton of cherries
And other sweet berries,
Decorated for upcoming event.

Its destiny is though
And future is rough -
I will eat it all by myself.

But, ok, with my friends
And all those who concerns
And with Alice that sits on a shelf.

So shout tubes and drums
Till the curtain is up.
Let all devils in hell hear this din.

It is my day today
And the world shall obey
So I say - Happy Birthday to me!

Comments

[camandante.livejournal.com]

Может сегодня и наверну.

[st0ne-c0ld.livejournal.com]

Тогда к тебе придет Зиленая Фея!

[camandante.livejournal.com]

Фей бояться - в лес не ходить.

[st0ne-c0ld.livejournal.com]

Просто за Феей ходит суровый дядя Бодуний...

[camandante.livejournal.com]

Пускай приходит, каналья. Я встречу его, как и подобает благородному дворянину.