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Sonneting the samples & green eyes (Sonnet) by Jeremi B. Handrinos
Monomania and liquidifying granite.
An incredible hulk to your bright eyes.
Just do a lay up, try not to slam it.
E tu'ing Brutes for spinach & popeyes.
Rule of thumb under some hitchiker's thumbtack.
There goes Thor's tongue straight to vagina.
I've got thirteen pipes for your fake crack.
And a Great aunt from Cleveland with angina.
Holy Toledo!
Beam me up Scotty!
Man your torpedo!
Break out the Boscati!
Sometimes, for kicks, I call croutching tiger hidden dragon
something different like croutching blender broken theramin.
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