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this me stir wordsmith sits alone playing knick knack paddy whack please give this dorky, goofy, loopy, nerdy, nippy nap noopy quirky and wordy proto simian dodging, erstwhile shadowy bogeyman more'n a herring or sun bleached wish bone ambitious to experience auditory voice o'er telly phone. the immediate reaction sans per using this reply might be to toss in circular file (perchance already bid good riddance with previous ******* o mine) such wordy response away since mine hoop for reply per non-conformity chances = yar come me own nitty chest at least 69 oceans at bay boot, the following bit of personal trivia merely meant to convey an atypical manner from this older mwm with some follicles of gray, who enjoys balmy spring time temperatures basking in the sun during warm (pine scented) months of ape purr rill and coveted dayz o may unless being chased by ferocious beast of prey, though, i readily admit not to be a marathon runner hoping golem like creature will (upon stern request) stay, nor does this generic guy participate in competitive sports 'cept sea man of a gunner knows life doth newt always hap pin his way which wood prompt this tiger to go yea. this self anointed bard of Schwenksville, Pennsylvania lives a rolling stones away from u2 and moody blue who felt avaricious, chivalrous, efficacious, impetuous, spontaneous to be earnest, frank and stine true value bull ambitious to ply cognitive, furtive, intuitive skills to ponder and rue literary challenges might bring out bovine prompting moo goo pan a ply per this guy maybe absorbing symbiotically genius abilities from imaginary asian figure named hu, or his identical twin brother mister ma goo who joost happens to be exemplary anime portrait stick figures ma phalanges drew. unsure if this written metier reply will bomb or fly from an older scrivener, who resides in perkiomen valley nestled analogous to hand held palm housing this fella if (the operative word) drafted with winning moost definitely cause for fait accompli to acquire nothing short of an hock cult following from alf fred meta for like qualm, your ordinary run of the millet harry, **** chain e or thumbing my nose at pained tom. this aging boomer anglophile tends to go overboard with english vocabulary word aspiring to attain apex of plaudits and praise as being witty n creatively superb n pardon if i submitted a similar facsimile thereof sans the following blurb which moost likely will (o perhaps already) goot tagged as absurd. i call myself the muster shake e spear n sigh ah bard from Spring Mount hills stumbles along boulevard of broken dreams with other jack hammer sons and jills donning penchant to feign being troubadour with faith nor more where words akin to virtual skein of twirls and trills. sorry if my impulsiveness drain ya bob bing out of sync with mainstream formality to establish a link, this generally sane, sensible sober older fellow no matter, you might presume me to take one to many **** kin r drink, boot in truth, this teetotaler shies against various amber liquids of the dogs evoke king mental green day n chooses holistic methods to rejoice than evoking that clink. i matthew scott alias [email protected] = knot a slob could moost certainly benefit from friendship with one or being part of a mob hence this rather goofy atypical reply i lob (while gently inhaling) imaginary ushered by hand carved corn cob. anyway, this aspiring scribe/scrivener de jure shoe lee mastered his a, b, c's, though during test time all learning seemed to freeze oh and although the follow wing non-sequitur added comment moost likely irrelevant back in the day o me early boyhood, i passed initiation nail biting rite of passion tickling ivory black n white keys while learning about human species. Can I help you???
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Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 2:32 PM UTC
matthew-scott-harris2p
LANGUAGE on par with female physiognomy LOVER - wishful musing
this me stir wordsmith sits alone playing knick knack paddy whack please give this dorky, goofy, loopy, nerdy, nippy nap noopy quirky and wordy proto simian dodging, erstwhile shadowy bogeyman more'n a herring or sun bleached wish bone ambitious to experience auditory voice o'er telly phone. the immediate reaction sans per using this reply might be to toss in circular file (perchance already bid good riddance with previous ******* o mine) such wordy response away since mine hoop for reply per non-conformity chances = yar come me own nitty chest at least 69 oceans at bay boot, the following bit of personal trivia merely meant to convey an atypical manner from this older mwm with some follicles of gray, who enjoys balmy spring time temperatures basking in the sun during warm (pine scented) months of ape purr rill and coveted dayz o may unless being chased by ferocious beast of prey, though, i readily admit not to be a marathon runner hoping golem like creature will (upon stern request) stay, nor does this generic guy participate in competitive sports 'cept sea man of a gunner knows life doth newt always hap pin his way which wood prompt this tiger to go yea. this self anointed bard of Schwenksville, Pennsylvania lives a rolling stones away from u2 and moody blue who felt avaricious, chivalrous, efficacious, impetuous, spontaneous to be earnest, frank and stine true value bull ambitious to ply cognitive, furtive, intuitive skills to ponder and rue literary challenges might bring out bovine prompting moo goo pan a ply per this guy maybe absorbing symbiotically genius abilities from imaginary asian figure named hu, or his identical twin brother mister ma goo who joost happens to be exemplary anime portrait stick figures ma phalanges drew. unsure if this written metier reply will bomb or fly from an older scrivener, who resides in perkiomen valley nestled analogous to hand held palm housing this fella if (the operative word) drafted with winning moost definitely cause for fait accompli to acquire nothing short of an hock cult following from alf fred meta for like qualm, your ordinary run of the millet harry, **** chain e or thumbing my nose at pained tom. this aging boomer anglophile tends to go overboard with english vocabulary word aspiring to attain apex of plaudits and praise as being witty n creatively superb n pardon if i submitted a similar facsimile thereof sans the following blurb which moost likely will (o perhaps already) goot tagged as absurd. i call myself the muster shake e spear n sigh ah bard from Spring Mount hills stumbles along boulevard of broken dreams with other jack hammer sons and jills donning penchant to feign being troubadour with faith nor more where words akin to virtual skein of twirls and trills. sorry if my impulsiveness drain ya bob bing out of sync with mainstream formality to establish a link, this generally sane, sensible sober older fellow no matter, you might presume me to take one to many **** kin r drink, boot in truth, this teetotaler shies against various amber liquids of the dogs evoke king mental green day n chooses holistic methods to rejoice than evoking that clink. i matthew scott alias [email protected] = knot a slob could moost certainly benefit from friendship with one or being part of a mob hence this rather goofy atypical reply i lob (while gently inhaling) imaginary ushered by hand carved corn cob. anyway, this aspiring scribe/scrivener de jure shoe lee mastered his a, b, c's, though during test time all learning seemed to freeze oh and although the follow wing non-sequitur added comment moost likely irrelevant back in the day o me early boyhood, i passed initiation nail biting rite of passion tickling ivory black n white keys while learning about human species. Can I help you???
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RHCP, my stomach aches i confuse what could be hunger with weakness. another long evening my last smoke went missing. my hand shakes violently. I haven't slept in days. I search for something. Will someone catch the paper I've shredded? My heart's blood spattered across sheepskin skin torn asunder hands clenched under the table Stop judging me and staring so critically stare lovingly into my eyes and notice my effortless elegance I lie when I say I don't want to be noticed.
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Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 6:06 AM UTC
blessedbylight
Jaded
RHCP, my stomach aches i confuse what could be hunger with weakness. another long evening my last smoke went missing. my hand shakes violently. I haven't slept in days. I search for something. Will someone catch the paper I've shredded? My heart's blood spattered across sheepskin skin torn asunder hands clenched under the table Stop judging me and staring so critically stare lovingly into my eyes and notice my effortless elegance I lie when I say I don't want to be noticed.
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