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MetaVerse Apr 29

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go and catch a shhhh                           star. . . . . .


MetaVerse Apr 28
The woman singing
With the car radio
Knows half the words.

A customer grabs,
With a shirt-protected hand,
Goodwill's door handle.

The boy in the womb
Is already attending
DUI classes.
MetaVerse Apr 22
The kite's high.
I give it more string.
I give it
All the string.
It takes off
And flies away
And lands
God knows where.
Goodbye!
MetaVerse Apr 21
There once was a fella from Maine
Who added some drugs to his brain:
     He lost half his mind,
     And the half left behind
Was totally f'ing insane.
MetaVerse Apr 12
There once was from Mount Disappointment
A fella who lubed with some ointment
     A patch of dry skin
     Till he sinned a gross sin
And missed an important appointment.
MetaVerse Apr 10
Hole
1.🥚
2.🐣
3.🐓
4.🦃
5.🐔
6.🦆
7.🦤
8.🦉
9.🐧
10.🦩
11.🦋
12.🦜
13.🦚
14.🕊
15.­🦢
16.🐦
17.🦅
18.🐥

Final Score:🪺
MetaVerse Apr 9
Prove whether I do change, my dear,
Or if that I do still remain
Like as I went, or far or near,
And if ye find me not the same,
Declare 't is so that all may hear.

But if ye prove I change, my dear,
Not, but unchanged I do remain
Constant and true whithersoe'er
I travel to, then, dearest, deign
T'admit it only in mine ear.
Original lines by Sir Thomas Wyatt:

Prove whether I do change, my dear,
Or if that I do still remain
Like as I went, or far or near,
And if ye find
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