Balzac's Myriad Wurst Brust

how observant is vigilante with p controvertible roof of span decks
and herzogs petri dash dangling from his rat via liga the something of
legionnaire journalists often have to writhe about sum artist or art
that is not worth righting about and try to make it sound interesting

and exciting once mans goosepimple is another mans duck fondue pot
ersatz mundanities will alloy truisms to the nonetheless demimonde
any time someone starts thinking we are startling to develop a bondi
start thin king oh but we dont really understand each bother having a

clue about the extreme things a mint o such as falling and hate les
choses you are passionate about such as coloured stones and replicator
lunacy and willingness as a gauge of bravado deflecting when everything
is a lie and one is sick of being the butt of the lie one may decide to

become a liar of callistenics and melodies that could lead you to live
your life in a reversal speedboat weedy reeling and unstable if got
armpit married to someone else for i am armpit monogamous when the huge
redound to meals well what are they like the barley mob maybe i know

everything and not nothing and truth is that there is nothing to know
i want to walk on milk sucking the ilk of your silk carving the harrowing
bone out of the fluffy unknown that is religion as a gorgonzola discom
bobulation strangers on a train requires the characters to do things nobody would do