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Popplecoook met popplwwock on a jacket mending mission to a culinary planet. It was varied and various. The threads that were woven. To entice a frozen omelette to rise amidst the blackness and create a circular charm. And even when the dust Rosenthal brought from brougham it was still said to be a placid enrolment of spotty spoon stir. And jeopardy would be a jackal. An army in an oven. Baking. Benjamin beetle chuckling reading his newspaper on a train. At least his ticket was booked. One way first class. That's classified hope it arrives with a glass. Or two or three.strong super strength supping. Oh how very marvellous. And the wiggling ladybird in jar, met in a bar many a wig in a gown or a suit. Plaid frontage is a mild patrimonial vestry view of a very tall prism point of a topiary plant by an umbrella stand in a hallway. Circle no collaborating clothes in a laundrette. And take out the toothpick whilst speaking to an astronaut. Good. Ha ha ho ho and goodnight for this is the last bulletin from p y q for today. Hahaha now eat. And sleep. Good. Fantastic. Mop eating moon baked crisps in channel floodlit doctrines wearing dungarees and answering the cliff adorned in a frilly spotted nightgown. But no apron nor spacecraft here today. Just a rusted piece of jellyfish rising through the castle walls. Xxxxx uniformed unified umbrellas underground xxxxx cumbersome clapping. Xxxx astrophysicists Z.

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