Its not a miss nor a mister too Should be rms doot for something to do told you we were the root mean squared airs and graces plus apie thats been squared not lib nor lab neither leb or lob time for the lub to teach your gob Least Upper Bound could be what is […]
Month: June 2018
faafafizing
anticwisizicing with writing so then I started crying you see it seem to be starting and wasnt just the laughing I got back in ways that boggled those golden rays I started vavavizing my fafafizing and dadadizing my zazazizing flapping fans with puns of bands ones only got both his hands so babazizing and papafying […]
Hoity Toity SBS
I like a hoity-toity when done in a way That its remains masculine and doesnt ruin my day I like a whizzy-dizzy sometimes thoughout may so it doesnt clash with christmas and stop freezing up the bay The ayes, the nays voting for the gays if your on the fence trying to make some sense […]
ya bloodoathing psygrepher
I came back to see you again wanted to see how you were going your happy face looks younger than ever fancy your abilities no matter the weather rotate the dials and throw the dice deck the halls and fry some rice enjoy a meal with that special spice talk of memories and all those […]
experience
I seen it, I heard it. Buuutt IIII Doooooooone believ’t
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.