Aleph Null

Mon premier "post" en Français! Plein de faute Merci Word Merci Monde Je m’installe dans mon lit Je ferme mes yeux et je pense Mes pensé m’amen loin Mes pensé frôle la mort J’ouvre mes yeux Mes doigts grâce le clavier Le dur devient facile J’écris mes premiers mots « Votre cri est un murmure Le tonner caresse votre peau L'eau grimpe vos poumons La mort vous attend passionnément » Fini avec le travaille Je range mon ordinateur Je ferme mes yeux Je me noie dans ma tempête ------------------------------ Dog Fashion Disco - Acid Memoirs ------------------------------

I wrote this a looong time ago! There is a better version edited by Ian, but I cannot find it, so I guess ya'll are stuck with this one. One day, I will finish it. I swear! --- PIPPO Prologue One day, there was a hippo, and he was sad. Hippo wanted to eat a giraffe, but could not, because it was against the code of The Hippo. If he did, the Hippopotamus Brigade would arrest him, and he would be eaten by Roger the Lion. Roger the Lion wasn’t just any lion. Roger was more like a ferocious freak usually found in the deepest bowels of Hell were Satan himself will lock them up in the blackest room for no demon but him can stand the sight of them without blowing up chunks in there faces, through the little rectangular hole on the door that Johnny cut through because his cat was curious and managed to slip under the door, but could not get out because a witch put a curse that would make it fat when the clock stroke the hour of midnight because he ate a giraffe’s leg that was neatly sittin...