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The day Pan out-played Apollo (Haiku) by Bachus

The musical palm deserves to be his, because he never gets laid. Hooves, horns, and Pan-pipe. King Midas shall judge this match. He enjoys ass-ears.

<{Baba^Yaga}> 13-Mar-03/8:45 PM


-=Dark_Angel=-
13-Mar-03, 08:41 PM
I'M SURE THIS MEANS SOMETHING.
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<{Baba^Yaga}>
13-Mar-03, 08:42 PM
In terms of psychic warfare? that was Roman Polanski's Quaalude.

Never, cement shoes.love.love.love.love.love.farina.




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