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The girl looked at me as I entered Her eyes followed my slow steps my high knees, and my waving wayang arms Like an office ballerina from the Ministry of Silly Walks I offered her a glass of water Then I took her hand and pulled her up I closed my eyes unleashed my tongue, my voice my muscles, and my weight flowing around her squirming on the floor and somersaulting around until I felt thirsty eased off little by little and looked where I was
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Dec 2, 2025
Dec 2, 2025 at 3:50 AM UTC
Ballerina
The girl looked at me as I entered Her eyes followed my slow steps my high knees, and my waving wayang arms Like an office ballerina from the Ministry of Silly Walks I offered her a glass of water Then I took her hand and pulled her up I closed my eyes unleashed my tongue, my voice my muscles, and my weight flowing around her squirming on the floor and somersaulting around until I felt thirsty eased off little by little and looked where I was
John Cleese (Monty Python) in 1970 Collection "Metamorphic body"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Dec 2, 2025
Dec 2, 2025 at 3:50 AM UTC
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