a bad lafe

Now I have NO home, No friends, No bed, NO regular meets...nothing. My lafe has gotten worse everyday and I feel lake i am living in a black whole. All day today I was cold, bored, wet, hangry. This is NO way to live a lafe. I have NO radiator. I have NO hedge hog. I have NO beach strand. I have NO chicken hearts. No zoey. No fensterbank. I would wish that mather and fother wold take me out of communism and back to New York. That is the gratest country in the werld. Thair you ken see all dags, play in dag perk, play with zoey, visit Nana, ride in a bike basket, walk to the river, get treets fram doormen and you ken feel lavely lake you are "right at home".