and I got called a 'moron' by one of the last bastions of bad taste, R himself (itself, which makes ita little creept when you see how he steals our sex urge and all that goes with it..speaking of wrath)
then it sits in your face like a great pile of shit waiting for you to flush it
all the time you're a little disturbed Keats isn't in the room
or something like that true love that makes it all that matters
when you remember being in the room near the man with all the scalpels
and almost passing out as one of those senators I just viewed on the movie 420
starts yammering his cause to the tune of millions of viewers
I was a moron at that moment because it felt like we were all being exposed to murder
of ourselves...ah there he comes in the iphantom guide darn supposed to be italicized the creepy
runion
I have to explore that hate thing because it brought me to it
and how to disengage it I don't wonder if it's efficient I truly get that but to goad in a moment of
pure whatever you get it's not there with us and to define it so well graciousness is a curve
I was purely tired last night and I do see the prosecution for the cause because I come from the House of Lords as we all do and therein lies a bravery of which I must concern myself
the moment in the press's eye I gave my heart to the cause of love
and for the moment was a moron to the cause
later when the little baby screamed in outraged frenzy not knowing if it's carnal self was indigenous
however the mater defined it I do hope therein lies the cause for I married when that happened and perhaps it was my own sequenced frustration easing itself primally
such words jump out in a page and are definitive of a certain intellect and horrible crime follows like the caustic agent of anticipated despair when joy is all there really is, but you must do these things because you care oh wow 49 years of dribble to say that i love you right now
along with the many cosutmes and skeletons in the closet which are not found on the everyday table
there goes it and we must always oblige what no longers fears itself as a costume
there wouldn't be any target other than that of which I must at this time brief on the subject what it entails in the purest gold of devout intellectual discussion with myself and as a poet the masses
though they waddle in gross flesh and
I think wefigured that out a time agoa nd there's the wonder of it
to dispute that which we find incredible
although we have to say we're in that babbit corner that became a certain reality in 1947
as I understand it
crucial parts todefine historic law and justice
and let finally the king speak right?
well...I don't I don't have that problem I'm not a bore I never was I did see it as that it was as they say brilliant and there's the part that's curious I do believe that all historic measure is obliged and therefore any part of it unseen I do not relate to
so funny a moron...for that moment in the public, UPS, Reuters AP wire all the lot with giant camera facing the odds
will they buy it
it has become the slow campfire in the cold winteron the wyoming grazying farms near the mountains where the wind blows cold
don't really wanna murtelize anybody but if they do that to themselves it might happen
the very early years in the lower echelons of the Justice Department perhaps now riddled with fear Mitchell is where he belongs hehe
used to troll along beneath my office like a great shark with big teeth the minion of Nixon
now that was a grand plan we had no idea ostentatiousness would go over so badly
well we did along with the trondike attached to the Morrison marriage like a grim missle
frightening in some diabolical ways giving forth to the Dana partition and glorified anex''
you never knew anything like it so many levels of the same fleshh believing
now that is grand and here am I with all this salad and a groption way to interrogate we'll never spill the beans on all of it but you'll know wherein we stand and why it's ok to believe the shining miracle
what would be? we exist we believe we have to know that therapy cures exposure to the nicks of the heart
then it sits in your face like a great pile of shit waiting for you to flush it
all the time you're a little disturbed Keats isn't in the room
or something like that true love that makes it all that matters
when you remember being in the room near the man with all the scalpels
and almost passing out as one of those senators I just viewed on the movie 420
starts yammering his cause to the tune of millions of viewers
I was a moron at that moment because it felt like we were all being exposed to murder
of ourselves...ah there he comes in the iphantom guide darn supposed to be italicized the creepy
runion
I have to explore that hate thing because it brought me to it
and how to disengage it I don't wonder if it's efficient I truly get that but to goad in a moment of
pure whatever you get it's not there with us and to define it so well graciousness is a curve
I was purely tired last night and I do see the prosecution for the cause because I come from the House of Lords as we all do and therein lies a bravery of which I must concern myself
the moment in the press's eye I gave my heart to the cause of love
and for the moment was a moron to the cause
later when the little baby screamed in outraged frenzy not knowing if it's carnal self was indigenous
however the mater defined it I do hope therein lies the cause for I married when that happened and perhaps it was my own sequenced frustration easing itself primally
such words jump out in a page and are definitive of a certain intellect and horrible crime follows like the caustic agent of anticipated despair when joy is all there really is, but you must do these things because you care oh wow 49 years of dribble to say that i love you right now
along with the many cosutmes and skeletons in the closet which are not found on the everyday table
there goes it and we must always oblige what no longers fears itself as a costume
there wouldn't be any target other than that of which I must at this time brief on the subject what it entails in the purest gold of devout intellectual discussion with myself and as a poet the masses
though they waddle in gross flesh and
I think wefigured that out a time agoa nd there's the wonder of it
to dispute that which we find incredible
although we have to say we're in that babbit corner that became a certain reality in 1947
as I understand it
crucial parts todefine historic law and justice
and let finally the king speak right?
well...I don't I don't have that problem I'm not a bore I never was I did see it as that it was as they say brilliant and there's the part that's curious I do believe that all historic measure is obliged and therefore any part of it unseen I do not relate to
so funny a moron...for that moment in the public, UPS, Reuters AP wire all the lot with giant camera facing the odds
will they buy it
it has become the slow campfire in the cold winteron the wyoming grazying farms near the mountains where the wind blows cold
don't really wanna murtelize anybody but if they do that to themselves it might happen
the very early years in the lower echelons of the Justice Department perhaps now riddled with fear Mitchell is where he belongs hehe
used to troll along beneath my office like a great shark with big teeth the minion of Nixon
now that was a grand plan we had no idea ostentatiousness would go over so badly
well we did along with the trondike attached to the Morrison marriage like a grim missle
frightening in some diabolical ways giving forth to the Dana partition and glorified anex''
you never knew anything like it so many levels of the same fleshh believing
now that is grand and here am I with all this salad and a groption way to interrogate we'll never spill the beans on all of it but you'll know wherein we stand and why it's ok to believe the shining miracle
what would be? we exist we believe we have to know that therapy cures exposure to the nicks of the heart
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