lousy cone of omen,
domain why orange?
the ocean is filled with fish.
and kite grew large to circle the earth
ran out of string, enlarged his brew.
saw the cuts to her breast implants.
wasn't pleased with his technique,
ocean was just miles apart, the red.
was first the dirty peels were next.
tom was near and far was the last one
butt drums play sleep and catch waves.
demolisher was the only play
serving you was the last thing on my mind.
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