Bluer Peter

Suddenly, we thought that pasta was the holy grail, toilet rolls made ships that sail and spaghetti, wait, don’t interrupt, let me finish, and spaghetti was a lifeline. in time because there will be time, we’ll muse over this and call it the great divider or the divine disassociation…

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Long weights

Someday it’ll be that Monday and we’ll all be set free, back to the prisons of penury, the sanctimonious would use the word parsimonious because penury isn’t dainty, let them paint me a cross upon the door where I live God doesn’t give a toss and I’m at a loss as to how to explain…

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