Thursday, November 15, 2012

World and Syria

Syria: O you again, I am bettered, suffering from bettered syndrome, what is your weariful  offering this times? 
World: O my love Syria, what a pitiful state you are, flowers of course, lovely flowers pluck from my peaceful secured garden of dodgers! Please accept a token of my worldly love!   You look terrible, server bleeding and your heavy bandage, are you Ok?!  
Syria: Well I don’t need your goddam flowery words!  That doesn't  make me well, I need lethal dose!
World: What a foul nasty mouth with full of vileness! Sounds like you live zillion years!