I Would Do It All Again

I would go to the moon and back again
I would cry rivers of sparkling water
I would fall into your skinny arms
If only I could see you again

I would tell you that I love you
(kiss and hug you (again))
I would screw your hair up
I would do it all again
If only I could see you again

Again, and again, and again, and again, I couldn’t stop reading that note I found in this champagne
bottle by the sea. I mean it’s fascinating:
Who could have been the messenger?
Who was supposed to receive it?
Was it for me?

I don’t know, and don’t knowing turns me on.

   
And this was the note I found in this cute champagne bottle, haha, funny right? :)
Hi, my name is Leslie, I live in Ramsgate. Ramsgate is a beautiful little town by the sea in England.
I love Ramsgate, but I don’t have any friends here :(
Not here nor anywhere :(
   
Do you want to be my friend? :) If you find this message and you do, email me at leslieramsgate98@hotmail.com so we can be friends :) :) :)

XOXOXO

“Haha, funny right? :)” Fucking Leslie, fucking bitch, fuck this bottle, and fuck me.

hehehe LOL suck my dick Leslie

Excuse these idiots, time to make something meaningful out of this again, so here’s a poem of mine, for you, pretty stranger that’ll find this note:

Come find me this beautiful morning
to the far away lands
Bring your torch with you
cause we'll be burning some fags

你的黃金淋浴我
我滔滔不絕我
我滔滔不絕地

有了您的黃瓜
哦！
口味
哦！
口味

我爱你中村

So is this what we've come to? Someone does something nice and people are just gonna take a dump on it? – Patrick looked at the long paper he was holding on his hands with a hopeless look in his eyes – Here's another great thing ruined by the idiocy on this planet...  DAMMIT!!
This is it, I won't care anymore. I'm just gonna get high,
–Patrick broke the champaigne bottle at this point–
high enough to carry you over.