. . . Was was is before was was was.
he saw that he was very
pleased with himself
Been hidin tha one away he replied Although I think its Before was was was, was was is. but why split hairs
Was was is until it isnt
In Latin its great fun too Ante
erat, erat, erat, erat. When writing it out I
cant help but think Anteater anteater anteater anteater
Then I cant help but imagine Anteater an teater a teater ate er teat
hed dropped eyes into his beer looking up he saw his
expression priceless
Hey man got a little gobsmacked on your face
You just can’t help yourself, can
you?
Canned nah Im better enjoyed raw
Why do you have to be sexual?
We are arent we his eyes roved I am
Coarse is the A B Cs easily
understood anbesides I was born in the gutter You cant imagine the graffiti scribbled on
my tabula rasa Wasnt Lockes racial white blank
slate waitin for the senses and experiences to write on to their hearts contentcan
you imagine if someones senses werent sharphoned being dull blunted a dullard a dolt
Dagnabit
I said nothing to take offense
Yet you do
For tha the next beers on you
he sighed deflatedlooked back down into his beer did
his hapless shrug maybe its carbonation
would scribble a retort
330preferred, ReggaeFriday,
18 2. 22
1022, Thursday, 4 8. 22
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