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<*** class="poem-part continue-reading poem-body wordwrap"> <p><em>the title? it just means i took a ****.... and it felt as good as ultra<br>homosexuality via transgender... or... whatever.</em><br><br> <strong>why is ęś easier to pronounce than eś...<br> or ęs? in bracket?<br> well... it had to be kept in bracket...<br> the counter optional was simply e.</strong><br><br>the main point of this poem?<br> i really don't know...<br> i just like the way the word sounds /<br> <em>sings</em>, to encounter <br> my appreciation for it having a relevant counter<br> expression.<br> i can't believe i just wrote: i took a ****<br> in the most eloquent way possible...<br>seriously... it was a fudge hard expression of ****...<br> i think i started sneezing, or coughing<br> while <em>liberating</em> this piece of ****...<br> it probably resembled something akin to *******;<br>it's like i wanted some, and then said:<br> why is taking a **** so pleasurable?!<br>can i hasve some more?<br> in all honesty?<br> the russians can't beat the expression -<br> <em>wysrałem się</em> -<br>i.e.: i just took a ****.<br> at this point, the russian language is pompom...<br>boring...<br> it's just... <em>dangling</em>...<br> like a yoyo...<br> tong... tong... tong...<br>i can't believe i found a source of <em>infectious</em> laughter...<br> hence i know my <em>muse</em>... and her cat's name?<br> <em>kickers</em>...<br> i know my muse....<br> i knew my muse since she was 14 / 13 / 12...<br> i.e. i don't really remember the day it was: love at first sight.<br>and that was in the year 2004...<br> she's still a secret to most if not all people,<br>and will remain so... <br> but not to her elder sister...<br> hmm...<br> what a gratifying thought:<br>it's like memorising certain things in my life<br> as if in a crucible of pretence: that they didn't.</p>