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An Oink Battle Is Not a Moo Nor a Rotating Potatoe

I wonder but wondering is neither wavering or wilting. And just who would build a duck arch at a junction anyway? The way is always clearer when the past is lost but who argues with gaggles of geese is often left questioning the ideology of a cosmic soup dish although this should never be miscontrued as a soapy basin for basil is intelligant so when feeding fish please be very aware that acorns are large and therefore a not an option for flakes. Kiss then. Good. Go on then kiss. Mr and mrs in a barn. Canoodling. But not noodles. Hahaha beans waving with beards hahaha mystical moo meeting a hay bale. X x x x x x x cicumstantial cosmological corrosion x insectiside z z z z

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