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Breakfast (Free verse) by Dhanesh M Kumar

Hip hip … hip….hurai, Hip hip … hip….hurai Powell, Rice and their company sings the song with seamless joy; Throwing apart the countless skulls of 2 years to 80 years , They are rejoiced by the smell of oil. Miles afar their boss is busy , Eating the breakfast of many Other’s bone..

Ranger 9-Mar-06/7:51 AM
Actually, when I first joined up I read a comment by -=Dark_Angel=- (back then he wasn't P.I.'d) telling someone his username was copyrighted, and I genuinely believed it!

Of course, he's going to surface soon and tell me with great indignation that his username really is copyrighted (2002, -=Dark_Angel=- enterprises Ltd.) isn't he?

*Braces self for impact*




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