Regulating my precious hormones with the edge of a rug...Once I get it done I can hike my socks up...my grungy anklets. Out in the bushes, amongst the thrushes...Where are the pilgrims? Wooo-ooo-hoo-hoo... by 𝑷𝒐𝒍𝒂 𝘉𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘬𝘺

Sep 2017

Regulating my precious hormones with the edge of a rug...Once I get it done I can hike my socks up...my grungy anklets. Out in the bushes, amongst the thrushes...Where are the pilgrims? Wooo-ooo-hoo-hoo...

Every breaded baker on flat Earth with a flit in the least must avoid
the infamously notorious Sammy Davis goy-lovin' **** Yeast-'rhoid
I need a new heart attack in my chest from ***** Christopher Lloyd
whose left eye socket was anatomically harvested from ***** Boyd

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𝑷𝒐𝒍𝒂 𝘉𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘬𝘺 ˢⁱᵐᵖᵃⁿᵍ ᴮᵉᵈᵒᵏ, ˢⁱⁿᵍᵃᵖᵒʳᵉ

(ˢⁱᵐᵖᵃⁿᵍ ᴮᵉᵈᵒᵏ, ˢⁱⁿᵍᵃᵖᵒʳᵉ)

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