Friday, August 28, 2009

Creative Technologies Pasta Machine X2000

Petit Prince II














Petit Prince II

You reject me?
Maybe immaculate conception?

Yet I am here thanks to you!
I breathe, I'm here, everybody Who cares.

I seek in vain my planet
However, I have a roof over your head.

I can not understand you, I turn around,
I can not sleep, I count sheep.

I fill the void by inviting chance, I'm talking
only in my dreams at a fox.

I flip into madness, it is not obvious,
I am tempted by the devil incarnate the serpent.

Misunderstood, solitary, the gaze is fixed.
disbelief, skeptical, I am disgusted by too much brawl.

I make my bow, what you think.
That's why I'm locked in silence.

I cried too, and both sought
Not finding anything, I forfeit.

grown up, confused and without credit, as prohibited
Mea culpa, I
sold as I am good prince
Now on land, the flowers I crown: prince ...