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Jul 2017
Our 2 ***** are exactly the same size except yours is a meter wider,
which means that it's hard to sit ***-to-*** on granny's porch glider
I changed my internationally-intriguing life for dog-faced espionage
before I metabolically met you in a bug house high on airplane glue
while there is a Nigerian-vaccine-polio surge, which is nothing new
to Germans who are mean, 'cause they killed everyone 75 years ago
as Austria's economy sped up fueled from by hobs of hell far below
the chalky mass that deals from the bottom of the red-hot-hell show
that offers up a 2-for-1 punch to the thyroid to ****-tramps on the go
who lay about lying about the dodgy stamina of their fire-hose flow
flowing accommodatingly over Earth's sea curve that boat-men row
through the *****-preserved adipose **** tissue of Edgar Allan Poe
You may wring my neck till I die & I won't cry Princess Crystalline
You may wring my neck until I die & I will not cry Queen Caroline
Please wring my neck while I eat pie, for I shan't die nurse Caroline
You can wring my neck while I eat pie for I'll not die nurse Adeline
You might twist this neck after breaking my spine queen concubine
๐‘ท๐’๐’๐’‚ ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜บ
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๐‘ท๐’๐’๐’‚ ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜บ  หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰
(หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰)   
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