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No sally, lay your troubles to bed (Haiku) by Crakyamuni Table dance sally
singing softly to mourning
listens to raindrops
Up the ladder:
So Defined Is He!
Down the ladder:
Career
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Posted: September 14, 2002 6:50 PM PDT; Last modified: January 4, 2005 12:04 PM PSTWeighted score: 4.762871 Overall Rank: 11455 Comments:
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horus8 @ 24.126.113.154
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14-Sep-02/7:37 PM
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unfortunately even the wise fat crosslegged one couldn't help this...better just go with satanmonk, or the inevitably vague and stronger monkfish. cereal dish? nay, nay! cereal is for bowls you twanker. 2/10.
Oh worshipper of the sacred Budda, go back to the creamery. What this is is what it was and shall forever be, caca.
i used to write like this, then i realized how retarded it is and was was and i got better to be seen without not being and everyone saw how it was with the light of what was and what is and what the fuck am i saying
smooth. groove. you moved ...me
Have you been reading T.S. Eliot?
not enuf they're
Exactly.
I fixed it bitches
What did this look like before?
like the common ranting in seventeen pieces.
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