kid's gooey t-shirt can go through the wash no need to pull the panic cord one must kick their blues to the side and do what they know is inevitably best
maybe you only want it because you're lonely in the inner city, craving a way to calm down laundry detergent kills the peanut butter, ***** it into the sparkling void, making libraries look ***** messes are divine; when made together, they are not for naught