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The perpendicular motions of a cuckoo clock can be quite exact. Such wisdom in the tick of a hand. Beautiful is the calling cards of an erratically placed dish of seafood. On a pretty tablecloth the many plates sit happily. Like city waves. Tarnish not a fish fork for pots are irrational and can bite spoons. Minuscule are the lemon skins who sit in dark offices composing letters. Whilst the breeze beckons a jay. Welcome then a delightfully dressed spoon shaped torso to a home of opulence. Take not a boring bottle to a gowned hall for many a fish formed is a spawning ground for upper lipped groomed polished classes who chink glasses in order. So when the moon is fat never sit on a swan. It is neither the definition nor the quantity of the words as quantum athletics can be physically and psychilly tiring. Weather not a falling of air then. A serpents kiss. Be still at this time. Undergrowth is unseen. Heaping an essence into a cup of cosmically aligned juices. How remarkable the constricted arias of a stripy snake. Angles are ten. And if one multiplied by one is an attempt at division then multiplying many ants by beetles is countless countries under siege on graphs charts and chartered waters globally. Chit. Chat. Chop. Chopping. Charting. Char. Xx vaporisation of a turd. Hahahaha xx

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