Musing Mingling Millipedes Making Musical Moments Moving Mounted Moons
The anti anatomy of an anarchist is neither an amateur nor an animation. But wheeling a whirring wind is a window wiper moving at over sixty inches per second. Secondary to circumference is a dough dome roaring. Roaring is to be measured in octave which adjusts the time in a darting sound wave frequency pattern. Doubled. And a spotty bun arrives holding the spoon who is nicely printed out in a paisley tie and very smart ironed shoes. Put on a nice novel inducing dress then to recievebthevroadvreview who is calling from the top of a recently constructed building. Industry industrialises ideas ignoring interesting ignitions indicating influx. Interesting. But the small bee is busy bustling with ten bags and a tray of juices. Translucent grin. But no groin. Groundsman grinding grapes. Hahaha eating upside down a six course meal in a one berth caravan. Hahahaha fish balancing before baking breaded boiled baps. Xxxxx antipepiscides z
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