Sunday, March 25, 2012

Ships That Sail In Stupor Bedevillment

quick take a pic and i will pretend on my base fuck profile that i own this avowed mála
if youre unhappy thats cool im happy for you but please dont foist your unhappiness onto me
with bizarre questions about what do i want and what am i looking for
heres a picture of me pretending im not insane i really hope you dislike it

our hero oblivious to the nearby bee sting continues to contemplate
penis tracheotomy for the unfolders of the downfall con tin yews for the calving of
the part of a chair that was once a necessity for the designers
has now become so cherished by the vibrators that it is indispensable to the failures

i speak of course of the mutilation but now it is over there
oh I was born with a "sense" of humour but the onset of a gsoh rendered me implausible to the naughtical brow
i would agree with you that life is a joke if only i was free from this strangled hole
hopefully i will meet the comedian one day soon the comedian of garda clutch furrows

i am intrigued with the notion of solitude samba players cloying to fanaticise bowler roulades
for those that met the fate of the scalpel at birth in extenuating nomenclature growth whore moans
of cary grants vasectomy took years to unfold in the whipped up storm
surrounding the interesting men who seek out uninteresting men for no strings vanilla cuddles

the meandering sculptress was a teetotaler extraordinaire its the perfect place for a scar dont
you know if you remember that little guy that we saw well is he gay or is he polish
which is it come on now i rarely want people with weird moses and out comes the mobile shoe
again fooling the wind into thinking its cooling the person is what wind cheaters were all about

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