Pointless Print

A butter tin, a biscuit packet, a shampoo bottle, a can of hairspray. Writing writing writings. Inherited wisdom of print. Wow. Exclusive. And dip doo doo. Well it takes an elephant with round glasses on a field trip to study. Really quite ridiculous. Lines and Luna characteristics shrouded in a cavernous vault of systematic judgemental falsities. So beware. Be very aware. Oh dear. A rattle is stuck in a tree. Or is it a train. Or is it a minefield. Colour that in then. Sell sell sell. Mission done. Domes. Shoot shot shat. Sew and a good morning. And a night. Meetinghouse not in print then. Just die death deathly dipping drape. How cosy it must be. 500 £ or 5 million dollars hmmm interesting. Tailored trapped tea partygoers in lobster suits fry fry fry on yachts drinking salty sanitized sambucca. Hahahaha but no hahahaha. *** Deuteronomy dog. Z capital z.