Field
Well twenty whales met ten goldfish at rush hour on the A9 but the heavily congested B85 was chewing on some straw that had fallen off a bridge. Hay deepens a drag from a nomadic tractor-trailer. And a speedboat carries cows on pleasure cruises around and around the fields. Ah look arriving is a smiling trough. Good. Trotting trotters tantrically tasting talismanic thoughts. And a bud rises. And a rose dances with a thistle. Pistols are prevalent in tall trees in blossoming canopies. And a fisherman rushes to catch a very large pike in a biscuit tin. Hahahaha figs waving in wild water in a dingy. Hahahaha watertight way. Hahahaha sundown eclipse button. Chanting caterpillar xxxx agnostic ant. Xxxx territoriality *** z.
Copyright © Taoi Chanan | Year Posted 2016
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