Wednesday, August 24, 2005
i want to be lucky.
dear Mr Willy Wonka,
i'll be so glad if you let me visit that wonderful factory of yours.
i promise that i wont,
drink from that river down the waterfall that mixes, churns, pounds the chocolate, making it light and frothy,
chew on there's-something-still-not-quite-right chewing gums,
make a hullabaloo, wanting a walnut-shelling squirrel,
try getting myself into the tv in the tv room.
as for the grand prize,
i need no chocolate factory.
a yellow volkswagen beetle would be so nice=)