zim heads over 2 invader fang's base and he told invader fang that he needs 2 invade earth so fand told zim yes i will invader earth and so they did but dib keeps on desturbing them and so zim and fang called the martians and the other irkens over and the whole fleet conquered earth til one দিন zim saw dib capturing the tallest they where saying help we have been captured দ্বারা an earth specimen named dib and so zim and fang teamed up with invader bracy invader tootoo and invader swellow and they all rescue them from dib invader carrot and invader wong and invader kelly and invader ashpod joined in and they all save the almighty tallest and went back 2 girsmurf22 and titanicdragon and pastachick they also was happy 2 c invader zim return and we all had a party on zim's victory of conquering earth and so the legends continues in অথবা on planet irk and they have a celebration on it and the tallest premoted them all 2 almighty tallest also
I প্রণয় the humble silence of this street,
embellished with quiet trees,
where no soul has ever gone by,
except that of the wind...
Clouds pause to look at the street
with their heavenly eyes,
and they can tell, দ্বারা looking at the leaves
whether Fall অথবা Winter have settled their realm.
I প্রণয় the humble silence of this street
embellished with quiet trees
along which I walked on so many Sundays
with my small grove of rememberences...
When I die, my friend, the best of me
will survive in this street:
the concealed rose of my regrets
and the roaming সঙ্গীত of my dreams...
*NOTE: THIS POEM IS NOT MINE, THIS POEM BELONGS TO: Francisco Lopez Merino*
embellished with quiet trees,
where no soul has ever gone by,
except that of the wind...
Clouds pause to look at the street
with their heavenly eyes,
and they can tell, দ্বারা looking at the leaves
whether Fall অথবা Winter have settled their realm.
I প্রণয় the humble silence of this street
embellished with quiet trees
along which I walked on so many Sundays
with my small grove of rememberences...
When I die, my friend, the best of me
will survive in this street:
the concealed rose of my regrets
and the roaming সঙ্গীত of my dreams...
*NOTE: THIS POEM IS NOT MINE, THIS POEM BELONGS TO: Francisco Lopez Merino*
