I love those RoyalDutchPanzerschiff. All gone by 1942. When their mates were running hard for oil with SS5. Funny that. Dutjchapiru in oil that same year. Never forget Osaka, Rothbitchtown.
When one looks back at the things tooaught and
the thoughts prescribiread, for some reason I always wanted to be in that
illustrative blue, yellow sunshine caressing the unsettled earth thousands of
years ago drinking ambrosia, not inlearning. My likely reality though would
have been staring into the fishkettle, unschooled.