Friday, August 12, 2005

An ode to my boo

to my boo
i love you
and you love me too
poo poo pee doo

I think about you night and day
i love you so much
sometimes its hard to say

boo boo you mean the world
if i was a guy
heck, youd be my girl

boo be doo
i belong to you
heart and soul
BELIEVE it to be true

peace, hommies.

im outtie.

*adjusts cap*

3 comments:

Jen said...

haha..

no its not...but i wanted "someone'' to laugh..:-p

boo is like boyfriend in rapper/hip-hop terms

Vishwa said...

Jen,
Read your blog completely. Liked the account of your granpa, well, i know many people who have tremendous psychic ability. My master says that dreams are usually black and white, but if there are colours, it's an astral experience,not a dream. Lot's can be discussed on this subject but it's mainly an experiential thing. I have some similar experiences, planning to blog them subsequently.
Your writings are free of inhibitions, maybe you're not thinking of striking a perfect note when you write. Perhaps that's what makes them spontaneous. Keep up the good work. Good luck to you in your pursuits. Keep blogging.

Jen said...

Hey there!

Yea....im a firm believer in the idea that when we sleep, we arent just dreaming.

And yes, i will a keep on blogging!!

;-)