number games

Two new stoves off-
set fifty woven ivy 
nests of seven even 

fewer snotty soft wet
toes than any iffy 

stiff event could ever 
hold a torch to
touch the blight that

grits into your 
ayes and

all-enclosing rap-
id vapid wire
minds.
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