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Author: Doug Reighns
the illiterate zoro
Zoro was a free thinking lad, He was taught that, from his dad. it turned out not bad, what he didnt know seemed sad was to bow his head – dressed in plaid. It didnt show whenever they met, and there came along another threat, nay went his head, and so on it went he […]
mr doot postice
Sunday twenty fourth of June twenty eighteen. She came by again and pretended to be a queen. She was flat out of luck when critisism struck. adding words without locaal, seemingly perilously fragile. But when the reeper peered and seered, Cutting through that feer with tear. She wasnt watch but very near, picking up on […]
Clatapus
My pet Clatapus. Synopsises to follow.
Phat in the hat
Phat in the hat. Three little piggies bought a house, The first was a studio flat south. It was made from foam, who pumped his own. Happy to to insulate his spouse. The second little piggy choose brick, he built it using only his pick. he put in a door, that went to the floor, […]
pherbal diarrhea, so doot
Our southminister system is best of breed, Hybrided out of washingtons sleeve. Taken to respect her queen, Yet allows its people to go inbetween. Our southern sea abate, with yet another debate. We use the language, abuse the sandwidge, nine thousand joules mandate.. The nine thousand joules debate, Something pizzas girate. If thats the ave, […]
Phrend
Foreign frends and fantastic foes, Wheres Richard King, anyone knows? Foreign tonge and Confusus storey, Something we can all read for glory. glory in life, preserved until, The dootings stopped, people are still. Remeber the time, they served us well, the silent respect, under the bell. Who the hell made up all the meaning, Manners […]
lovememore
love me more is for the ages, love me more joins those fables. lovememore said real quick, Allow someone to shed their stick. Spaced it out was what we need, musically gifted – absolutely indeed. lo ve me mo re has no ra yet a space of five. In that way, it will keep you […]
ExSqueeze me
Excuse my ruse to educate and amuse, My experiences bewildered and the confused. My barber once told me the secret to their hair, They do it themselves, not at a fare. This language that we employ the most, we rely on for our proper pose. And all the damages that curses hosed, Upon the weak […]