A Black Poem For Nipplegirl.

And one possibility is over the long and winding road. I go with joy. Since danger isn't in the picture. Gold coins and broken hearts will be yours. Until the dream ends. Our friend, this Nipplegirl, is too good looking. --- And I just don't understand it. --- She seems to be getting well as the day fades away. She knows something no one else does. - And has amnesia. Captains of villainy Identify with The actual world. Your Computer Poet tells the time. Like a sudden bolt of lightning. His latest infatuation. Boorishly. Loves another. Bathed in magic.