Kiss The Bucket
Mysterious Strangers,
Before It Bounces
Bunny-Battingly
Bubbly Back...
Pop The Cork,
Let All The Wonderful
Wave, Like The
Sea Means To Be.
Victorious Innocence,
Sweet Curiousity...
Let The Flame
Satiate The Self
Blessed Creation...
Poured Back Again...
Without All Judgements
Manufactured As
Crass Cheating
Success Like
You Can Understand...
A WORD
YET.
Fly Like A Squirrel...
"Yes, Bossssss..."
Yeah, Whatever You "Say."
Sarrr... sorry...
Sar-chasmatic Chasmiotic Cell-U-All A Lure...
Get Off The Line.
- Gray Squirrel
08-01-2026
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