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Showing posts with label Neadlak. Show all posts

Thursday, 28 May 2015

Written with the aid of a magnetic poetry set:

I stop to iron the gorgeous butt
Lathering puppy blood into a mist
Drunken swimmers in boiling storm water
Lick luscious peach sprays
And listen to repulsive music

I like it, what say you guys?!