Revising My Biography

I am from A Land where Roosters squawk any hour, night or day.

I am from A Land of Peaches, sometimes sweet, sometimes rotten.

I am from A land where the natives speak of durst and someping, of hitted and lemalade.

I am from towers built of tinker toys and houses made of sheets.

I am A Land where no one sleeps easily and everyone makes too much noise.

I am from an alien land, a place I built myself.

I am from A Land.