I am just about as intellegant as a pineapple philosopher. I do not have much time on this riduculous green ball we call earth. To be honest the nature and wildlife are simply sensational. Its the people who have ruined this planet we call our home, which we treat with as much respect as a pineaple itself. One that is meant to be on this earth. To a pineaple life is short yet sweet. I wonder if pineapples know when they die , if they know they are fruit slaves to the humans and thier porpose in thier dimsul life is to taste good. I think. I only ever ate an apple once, i eat beans so its fine yano.... I cannot eat this poor innocent pineaple . i must protect this exquisite beauty. My dear sweet tangy love. The apple of my eye, the pineapple of my eye. I vow to love you as long as i die .as long as there is breath in my lungs i will save you . and love you, hold you and squeeze you, kiss you but never ever miss you. Because you will never leave me.
And I , you.
"Whats your name ?" I ask
"Dy Xavier St. Malcolm III"
"Ah bro, cool. Wanna be friends?"
"Best friends? Yeah , just warnin ya now to not come into my room, well cupbourd on the easter!"
"The easter?uhm hm kay"
The eastern seabourd.
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Dont even dare Dy
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