I will rise with the sun every morning. The maid already prepared my morning bubble bath. I hop out covered in bubblez n a cashmere robe i put on sensually.. light a fag and roll a joint... pour a glass of champagne imported from France and lay my soakin body into the hammock cushioned with organic Egyptian cotton. Still crisp out this mornin my cashmere robe is all i have to cover my bare skin . I walk barefoot to the goats and milk them for fresh goat milk. I wash my feet in the pond and feed the baby animals. I run back inside with my fresh goats milk and once again dirty feet. I start the kettle for my tea and begin reading Us weekly while the goats milk still has my attention. A few drops of this goat milk in your tea.. n ull be able to.walk on rainbows and collect stars in glass jars. My baby goats were imported from iceland and r said to have mysterious magical potions in their milk. I burn my tongue drinking the tea too fast. The drops of cream on my tea are magick.
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