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A jug aroused
Contributed by
harmony
on
Friday, 11th January 2008 @ 09:37:51 AM in AEST
Topic:
surreal
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I sliced in half a jug of milk and gave the right an eye They lay upon a mountain top and watched a bossom die
The bossom was hung upon a cloud bruised and sagging on a point A needle point The mother of all needles I can't imagine how it feels to be a bossom without a woman
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