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Summertime and Love
Dedicated to Nick Drake
24 July 1999
The summer in London. Who gives a fuck about London? Who gives a fuck about
Amsterdamn or Berlin. My story is about two lovers on a hot summers day in
the park. They are close to each other. He holds her close, pulls her to his
body, puts his arms around her and whispers tenderly in her ear 'Beef'.
They have brought a picnic with them. Cheese of various types. Smoked, herbs
and garlic. A loaf of special bread and Bio Blattt yogart. They snuggle down
to each other as the sun sinks in the sky and the moon rises.
A spider makes his web in the trees. "I've got to finish this off by sun
down so I can eat some flys" he says desperitly. 'I whish I had a ham
sandwich or a Brat wurst.'
The two lovers, sitting on the grass under a trees snuggles and breathe .
They are in love, Jane the girl looks up at the sky. The early evening Moon
is redish.
'Is that the Moon?' she asks her beloved.
Chet Ostrich her boyfriend stands up and shouts to her 'None of us stand so
tall. Pink Moon when I get you home. It's a Pink Moon, yes it's a pink Moon.
Pink Moon is on its way.'
'Is it realy?' asked Jane.
'Yes it is' said Chet. Then they ate some bread and cheese and drank it down
with diet cola. Jane snuggled up to Chet. 'Chet?' she said. 'Which way you
go for? Which way you love? Which way you choose from, from the stars
above? Which do you dance for? Which makes you shine? Which way you choose
now, if you wont choose mine? Which way you hopr for? Which can it be? Which
way you take now, if you wont take me? Which way you love the best?'
'This way' said Chet unzipping his pants and pissing over the spiders web.
'My god. A hurricane' said the spider. Then Jane said, 'When we first met
did you like it?' Chet replied,
'Day one storm. And it was beautiful. Day one storm from the ground, Then
the night she fell . And it was beautiful. The night she fell all around, So
I looked saw the days. The endless coloured ways. Go play the games that we
love. Now we rise and we are every where. Now we rise from the ground, See
we fly. We are every where, See we fly all around,'
'Oh Chet' said Jane. 'Your so profound. But I see sadness in your eyes. Do
you curse where you come from? Do you swear in the night? Would it mean much
to you if I treat you right? Do you like what your doing? Would you do it
some more? Or would you stop once and wounder what your doing it for?'
Chet farted three times befor kissing Jane and eating another cheese
sandwich. Then he took off all his clothes in the park and erected all his
love and with these words he fucked her on a summers day in a park in
London.
'I never felt magic as crazy as this. I never seen moons leaving the sea, I
never held emotions in the palm of my hand. I felt sweet breezes and the
talk of the trees. But now you're here. Brighten my northen sky.'
And Chet and Jane lived and lived.
SEXTON MING
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