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A strange weather pattern Appears up in the sky, And a strange sludge splatters Into onlooking eyes. Menstrual matter falls From the great godless clouds, The people struck with awe As they run, scream alloud. A trickle turned downpour Of radiated blood, Now drowning in a storm That yields a *** flood. Dropping violently in pints, gallons, and leagues We become fossils under a ************ sea.
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Jul 3, 2010
Jul 3, 2010 at 6:50 PM UTC
************ Inundation
A strange weather pattern Appears up in the sky, And a strange sludge splatters Into onlooking eyes. Menstrual matter falls From the great godless clouds, The people struck with awe As they run, scream alloud. A trickle turned downpour Of radiated blood, Now drowning in a storm That yields a *** flood. Dropping violently in pints, gallons, and leagues We become fossils under a ************ sea.
Nothing too serious. Just ******** around.
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Jul 3, 2010
Jul 3, 2010 at 6:50 PM UTC
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