a margin of error +/-5% depending
on the GPS in the theoretic-body.
Think about the Le Petit Dummy,
be prepared to Pay-per-click,
be prepared to begin every sentence
with "From Wikipedia." Vein-cue
in the sensory-analysis: You sound
like a poet. Pay attention to me!
Most of the time we live in an
ick-blipped world that could be
avoided very easily by only eating
naturally, the way a newborn baby does.
EYEFORMATION: your heroines
are prancing around in tiny shirts.
Every day I'm in love, the body's
vocabulary cannot be like dead wasps
laying on my floor-cape. Never touch
the stinger; it's like a vampire salivating
over a pale female nape. For centuries
the ideal toot has been like "fog-bound
doubt flouts" and how it often
"blankets out all hope." I am draped along
your coastline like sparkling trouts
or like dead cold leaves. Let's forever
face it or deface it, & in the basin you
find me as if with the eyes of God,
cannot erase the memory, this is like
Lamentations. I could never be obscured
like the Pope on ABC or a color-blind computer.
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