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being Polish was never **** it was never a clue for the sentencing of volleyball team effort... it was never **** whatever it was... it was never going to be an Irish bargain of gambling... it was just bad luck... something akin to Lithuanian, something worth forgetting... like Indians and the Bangladeshis... like Versailles and Belvederes palaces... it was worth forgetting... which exemplified the love of music in western Europe... and where music is lacking there the poetic expression... well thank you Pink Floyd, but let us forget Auden... we can all do enough with a sing-along... but when it comes to canvases of involvement to track the shoe-lace ties or the cravat tangle readied for a ballet... well, aren't you the one to tell us that it was just a calorie intake of veganism: mark that as a turnip postage... and a fried potato licked, while she gags on ageing for the added repertoire of scandal in sandals flicked to represent lapping tongues and butterfly flicking of what became flapped toe-curls of synchronisation; and the dipping, soda baking of a tartar sauerkraut.
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Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 10:37 PM UTC
Poles Cheap (soda baking of a tartar sauerkraut)
being Polish was never **** it was never a clue for the sentencing of volleyball team effort... it was never **** whatever it was... it was never going to be an Irish bargain of gambling... it was just bad luck... something akin to Lithuanian, something worth forgetting... like Indians and the Bangladeshis... like Versailles and Belvederes palaces... it was worth forgetting... which exemplified the love of music in western Europe... and where music is lacking there the poetic expression... well thank you Pink Floyd, but let us forget Auden... we can all do enough with a sing-along... but when it comes to canvases of involvement to track the shoe-lace ties or the cravat tangle readied for a ballet... well, aren't you the one to tell us that it was just a calorie intake of veganism: mark that as a turnip postage... and a fried potato licked, while she gags on ageing for the added repertoire of scandal in sandals flicked to represent lapping tongues and butterfly flicking of what became flapped toe-curls of synchronisation; and the dipping, soda baking of a tartar sauerkraut.
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Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 10:37 PM UTC
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