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Zombie Pattoo Toem

Zombie Pattoo Toem There are people who sleep in hedgerows. Funky as a fluffy guinea pig. Others live in cars. Cool Yankee dream, car groovers! Oh beautiful Greece you make my heart soar eternally. Spinning top careers wildly. My time for mardy little girls, with their prissy lil noses stuck in the air, is measured in nano seconds. I'll ride their curvy white back cowboy style on a circus stage. Hey squid brain, go and hide in my ammonite shell, clam it up and shut the front door. Horse fly from hell with a devil stinger in the nose. You bight my tats. I lose colour. Twit, coloured purple! Interesting flying machine from the gates of hell.

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