I want to do something different. It may totally bomb. It's OK. You have to take risks in life.Bye bye miss american pietook my chevy to the levy but the levy was dryThere was a bomb in the american carthat was really made in mexicobecause we don't like our own handsour footprints are in the sandsour feet are standing but we are notwe sit, we wait, we sleep we dreamwe are always talking in betweenthe lines are blurry our faces are fatthere is no worry, this is this, and that is thatthere are people who can't scream,so I scream for themMy keyboard is a pianoI sing from hereI'm out of tunethere is not harmonywhere are my socksThese are the building,These are the blogs 

So what do you think about the idea that everyone has their own personal grammar. I mean first kids must learn standard English and ace it, but how about every individual just write the way they want to? Is that radical or what? What an idea? I wrote this one in my sleep too.

nina

apparently my soul had an agenda here.

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