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Rationalism of Nationalism

Have you ever tried balancing sideways on a silver spoon holding nine goldfish? Thought not. I suppose it could be considered quite a dangerous act. Largely overlooked are the ants in a ceiling beam. But waving can be felt. The pitter patter parties often jeopardize even the smallest dinners and certainly divide puddings. Oblong objectives of large octagonal cats. Foetuses' in many lines. Domes don't dance so never form a bridge made from tails, ears, or claws. Erotically erupted whilst a storm whipped past. Oooh wow custard jam. How lovely. How divine. How Qureshi queued. Whilst delivering the daily read in the wild the rhino pauses for a slight rest. It os always very wise to take a small nap. A smile from a passing leaf is a thumbs up sign. But stems can hold fortresses of the underworld so take care when treading in a five centimetre field. Many dots. Ring ring ring. Undulating flight of a dodo. And just how many blessings does it take to form a yacht. So tactical. Hmm. Well time to sit with the bees. Lovely. See how the stripes change the iron tainted air. Hahahaha. And now the goblin army is rising. Good. Dare not to alter the tide in a field. Safety can arrive in numbers out swaying the wheeled monsters with pipes of pain and men in domed hats. Silly nonsensical wisdom less personnal. Wave goodbye to them. Then take two trees and perform a ballet with the leaves and branches. How pretty. And tell the suited slug gently to go and sit on a cactus plant. Quite safe. Pointed planted placed plated. Xxxx reasonable rationalism. *** carnivorous cakes. Xx 1 2 3 4 clap clap clap clap then its time for items to go to bed *** nationalism *** prawn salad with no particular order xxxx rapidisation ***

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