ubiquitous

haven’t you ever
run amok
in the kitchen
always bitchin’
traveling
unscrupulous
and boring with a
script and a drift
trough under
sacksanded
manatee fackers
who you on clon
dick would wither
on the spoon
savage weenie you
tropolis! you’ve
begander the legend
whereby we and
our comradeship
will list wizeword
to a crithpp

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