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*did i tell you about that orca (killer whale) that killed a killer white (shark)? yeah, flipped him on the stomach inducing a conscious sleeping position of the shark, belly up... the ****** orca drowned the shark.* dear daffodils counting to only sixteen springs, why blossom why bloom so soon? lemmy was part of something better than his solo project... no one really talks 'bout his solo crazy train antics, so why talk lemmy why talk ozzy os' burn and simply dismiss hawkwind & black sabbath? oh -        *na kraju nocy i u progu dnia        kogut  na dachu pieje        w głowie sie kręci        da na da na da        gorączka znów szaleje.* given all that, imagine a seal on a drift of ice, a stowaway of a berg, then imagine why, it's seeking a monastery, there are four orcas beneath the mirror surface of the water, in formation, like horses to the gallop of a wind's flute eolides, and they're moving in, dipping with tail fin exertion of some reflex spasm - and the mini tsunami created suddenly tilts the seal's monastery and the seal plops into the depths... where it's only an old cloth rag soon to be mince. p.s. i denounce the polish diacritical mark over o to make u (ó) as not diacritical at all... it's an aesthetic mark, and yes, it does look pretty.
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Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 5:47 AM UTC
orca gallop
*did i tell you about that orca (killer whale) that killed a killer white (shark)? yeah, flipped him on the stomach inducing a conscious sleeping position of the shark, belly up... the ****** orca drowned the shark.* dear daffodils counting to only sixteen springs, why blossom why bloom so soon? lemmy was part of something better than his solo project... no one really talks 'bout his solo crazy train antics, so why talk lemmy why talk ozzy os' burn and simply dismiss hawkwind & black sabbath? oh -        *na kraju nocy i u progu dnia        kogut  na dachu pieje        w głowie sie kręci        da na da na da        gorączka znów szaleje.* given all that, imagine a seal on a drift of ice, a stowaway of a berg, then imagine why, it's seeking a monastery, there are four orcas beneath the mirror surface of the water, in formation, like horses to the gallop of a wind's flute eolides, and they're moving in, dipping with tail fin exertion of some reflex spasm - and the mini tsunami created suddenly tilts the seal's monastery and the seal plops into the depths... where it's only an old cloth rag soon to be mince. p.s. i denounce the polish diacritical mark over o to make u (ó) as not diacritical at all... it's an aesthetic mark, and yes, it does look pretty.
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Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 5:47 AM UTC
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