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Who in the Owl's Mind will text the Viper To Strike once he swoops for his Evening Meal? You see now, how Silly is this Encounter Like making Soap from an already Dead Seal Such Exaggerations warrant no Fare To guide the Limo in price for a Hackney Yet for her Shoulder you offered to Care Whilst laughing at this desperate Lackey Happy for you, a Word again-and-again Flooding your Bell-Machine to Heart's Complaint You must stop this as I must will do then If Virtue your Chaperone keeps his Quaint. So, the Song plays on and I on Paper As you Party on and I don't Matter.
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 11:49 PM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY - TWENTY-FOUR - TOM DALEY
Who in the Owl's Mind will text the Viper To Strike once he swoops for his Evening Meal? You see now, how Silly is this Encounter Like making Soap from an already Dead Seal Such Exaggerations warrant no Fare To guide the Limo in price for a Hackney Yet for her Shoulder you offered to Care Whilst laughing at this desperate Lackey Happy for you, a Word again-and-again Flooding your Bell-Machine to Heart's Complaint You must stop this as I must will do then If Virtue your Chaperone keeps his Quaint. So, the Song plays on and I on Paper As you Party on and I don't Matter.
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 11:49 PM UTC
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