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6 bloody mary's/2 cups of Rossi (Free verse) by Crakyamuni
Play that toy like it was a twenty something toy or some thing/ We are so fucking rampant and hopeless/ Let's dive onto our feces and live to love it's stench/ Chances are you'll destroy colors Chances are you'll destroy colors Lets kill the puppies and make some color It's all part of my mind We'll destroy every fucking puppy and call it peace of mind
Up the ladder: Hidden
Down the ladder: Being Alone
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Arithmetic Mean: 2.25
Weighted score: 4.672192
Overall Rank: 12207
Posted: March 4, 2005 11:25 AM PST; Last modified: March 4, 2005 11:25 AM PST
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[2] edpeterson @ 68.20.2.148 | 4-Mar-05/11:36 AM | Reply
I love the way you rhyme mind with mind. It is stench. very nice.
[6] Dovina @ 12.72.11.213 | 4-Mar-05/12:16 PM | Reply
after 6 drinks and whatever else, yeah, why not?
[1] Edna Sweetlove @ 85.210.241.139 | 20-Aug-06/5:19 AM | Reply
Deliciously illiterate and incompetent. I have read better things on toilet walls.
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