In and along, Someone Special, my being dilly-dally seeking Sandy and her beaches—them so-long pantaloons absurd gargled green and Stinky Pinky, slender and silky while sufficing to see the slumber of, well without any slaves downtrodden folly folks, SLAVERY IS NO JOKE!
[ Slave 4 U ] : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mzybwwf2HoQ
But this puts a numbish tingle in that Tiny Finger—of a hi-hoe chump sipping salty Samantha’s snuff and puff and stuff, between and betwixt, coming at you!
Neat and Next—soot and so smoothed, jumping bouncing candles bloom, ka-boom being ‘bloody’ English—some of that sweet shit on the back of your shirt—one another to wonder, how’s them Apples? Neat and Tidy, him “endowed” so small and tiny (what’s to wonder) with the him, the Artist with Acrylics and #2 pencil striations, while with him being my younger Brother:
Internationally omitted whilst I’ve been once or twice temporarily “committed” unto the pristine places for: oh-my-love, taking chances and wincing upon what medicines they would feed me—with Seroquel that’s enough of that chemical non-sensical some wonder, smelling Old Spice in the each and every morning, plus yawning, so ain’t that nice?
IT IS POSITIVELY “THE BEST DRESSED” (Larissa Glee) APPROPRIATELY, THE PROXIMITY OF ALRIGHTY, ALT-RIGHT AND LEFT ONE LEG AT A TIME, dancers spin likened to a good rhyme of a time, ding-doing saliva slime, maybe emanating of an oral swishing—Crest Cavity smelling tar-tar oh RATS so aft to city streets, screeching for ham or pork or bacon, the garbage bag has been taken to the green and although dirty, for surely, the mammals snack on treats, smoked meats FOR THE LOVE OF FACEBOOK, this fun find founded online, I sing-song done-it all the time!
[ Facebook Meats ] : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YeemJlrNx2Q
One at a time on my American pennies stayed long enough, so sweetly, now prices of Rice Cakes (Krispy???) come from a baker, bottom rack—momentarily contemporary Cosmopolitan Magazines (subscribe today!) when oh so to sneak a snack, Playboy on “That Rack”—an 8-ball pool cue? well that too, in the order of benevolence, in that “era” she, her name is Sarah and she pilots a solid ship of her’s and MY SOBRIETY 2016+ that’s enough time off, mocked kind of scoff—yes to scoff in disgust at my years-long lack of Miss Keyboard Duster—done by “Dead Dave the Heroin and Liquor Slave” so long—him driving drunk, mechanical entrance and his disappearance, so long—him seeking something, something injectable—Meta for paid purchasers—how much does “Meta Business Portfolio” cost the count to me WON through 21+ and 40 of them, my Mont Blanc Pen, writing handwritten sort of friend—inked in silk to where? To, The End
Excess Success, have you any them fools? yes Sir!
You’re all flocking for sum foul language, eh?
Freaking, “Advanced Cryptography” !!!!!
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