lunchtime at the blowhole

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payshen mane blurry service main entrar old english mang
yeah can you make that a double raptor? says prehistoric god
so many will poles and wollupings to speak of talking to the hand
i call my pet catapillar juiceface while wishing for capri to come out of the sun
like a giant funnel pointed up toward the sky
i track the motion of all unseen stars including richard
do face lecturn with 5% of urn earnings deposited for tea bag prices
they spoke the talk and walked us through the lecture with one button stabbing finger:

spastic spice rack
comcast molestation
tune up needed
glue stick supine
loose wrapped hubris
burrito flagrant mummy
cram for rummage
brumb stain

Vera rubin

has anyone seen my bolo-tie, my bolo-tie, my bolo-tie?
has anyone sen my bolo-tie?
I must have left it for the ravens to sing with.

Has anyone been reborn, born again, reborn?
has anyone been Bjorn?
I must have slipped the disc through the door.