Friday, January 14, 2022

Please read my Prose and visit my best www.jeffreymarquis.com thank you

 Ephemeral minerals beneathe the world’s sour surface, have it surgery of the tectonic plates to make and bake the brownies with sum “Purp” at the thuggish spot across town, are you down? Gone up to the steamy stars of the spa, its steam room, with boiled broccoli — oh gee — the healthy eating of me, of mine, on my own time, gringo get-go to the kitchen cooks only… no ‘perps’ or ‘pervs’ with the swerves of women’s curves at the gym, fitness work-out room to go to soon — abdominals “Ephemeral” antics of the food-cooks, Samanthamilla and a salamander with who will put “The Man” downstairs, all up in her, the V-spot on damsels “Divine” “of mine” illogical agendas advertised abroad, with a whore who wants a lot more… “Cish-Cash” giving out ass, this lass, she will be the last at the welfare office, seeking Unemployment benefits with friends, meeting their ends at the roundtable so sound, a pitcher taking Stance on the mound like a mountain the Youth Fountain, old Dominic in his Ford Francko the Bronco belonging to the big booty bitch known to her John’s as Betty, and already difficult to describe I feel this vibe for a Tribal tattoo of Barbed Wire, branding arms with hot fire, terrible desire, Don’t, and I assure you I won’t seek paid sex in the Next “life” with my wife-  I long for marriage with a beautiful female at my side, calling to my beckons, “Oh the dickens!” Dickie’s pants paid for at the store a Macy’s with a sleuth Disk Tracy writing with his 3.5” floppy USB USA — dear to my Country with all of me, taxes paid with Disability for me, all of me, with or without, there’s no doubt I’ll find an alternate route of the roots on tall trees, with a rest for the Doves in their Nest, we have Nexed with the nickel-bags belonging to the properties of Nicks, the hair atop a brain, so thick, so thin, and the baby wins the affection of an urban appointment with my own 2-cents showing face, this Honest Abe- he came with propane and a Mattress to infinity, me but Lyrically, pecking at keynotes on the tablet, found on a table, telling the truth, I am reminded of the candy bar “Baby” Ruth, causing the evacuation of a tooth from a mouth, all the way down South and bereft-  so what to do? Trust a Jew??? Maybe in my Trust Fund providing provoked monetary increases of bank accounts about abroad print-out of the ledger, so step back, don’t jump, just HUMP tee dum p ty saw me on the CD-ROM with jeffreymarquis.com it’s so long making mentions of Mannie on her birthday with short stature, cute for chicks, simple hicks, sampled whines from the students detained at Detention… a skyline erection building brighter boobies sprinkled with the hassles of PUSHING THEM UP! Not needy are those females with small titties playing with Kitties popping Skittles sounding like Surround, and the police are on the scene, I hope they are not mean to me!



Often the horsemen biological strong galloping and flirting with the neighborhood Nanny of France: Fran Drescher driving a Hyundai Accent, so click Accepted to the email professional in an electrode explode with my load and a loaf of bread… put on your Loafers and drive to Hooters where they wear upholstery for a ladies’ businesses to import the most serious member of the Academy calling Alchemy, those “chems” on the Pharma providers and doctors the medicine-prescribers giving me Xanax with snacks in the food room cabinets and a freezer sipping Smoothies for breakfast or after a Diesel Work-Out sitting up with sit-up’s and pushing to the limited limits of pumping out push-up’s periodically presumptuous properties of Princes and Pawn-Stars on purpose, with no reason… now is the Season for yeast to be gently sprinkled on chicken facing East, I’m stunned, God has no son, Wikipedia: Parthenogenesis…


There have been some virgin births before and after Jesus Christ, so I choose to pray to God instead, not Jesus Christ who is an example of “Parthenogenesis” that I read about on time.com in 2004, getting free of Christ, being at the Mercy of God Himself The Father, and I love my Dad and Mom, they talk to me, my parents are my “Health Proxy”

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