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ode to bad taco meat (Free verse) by gay

A feaste laid out before me (Aye Chihuahua!) my innards quickened with eager quiverings; The bowle was whyte as winges of angels! Now, Zounds! They growle three-folde.

nentwined 22-Aug-02/1:56 PM
hmm. same ips as balthazar, zzinnia66, malvolio... don't see any correlation with da's ips, though. ?




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