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my bipartisan malocclusion will obey.
(a poem by Alfred, the Mail Agent).
oft indirect in a foxglove,
one crosscuts a bound base
by the sulfite.
nubily, one has irradiated.
one's penitent pile should plan.
autonomously wayward plus the denouement,
newly secular on an indenture,
one preeminent burp wants to bounce.
torpidly, a torsion should win.
instead, one wants to skim.
my omnipotent burp inspects.
complementarily shy -- or, rather, a palace...
straightway, an infantry reminisces.
the sois-dissant defensible waterfall simpers.
your acidic infantry has conceded.
wherefore incoherent in the princess:
Wow, a tragedy might have demitted.
assiduously, the bushel has crunched.
thereunder delegable like a cistern,
repugnantly, the bypath might have rued.
groggily persuasive -- I mean, a haste,
the phloem will slither an apostolic sausage -- just barely the tadpole.
straightway fossiliferous -- the euphorbia:
the former division will waive an incapable lobe
with a grotesque.
depreciably, a mineralogy has punctuated.
Hanover, NH
[Tue Mar 14 13:39:51 2006]
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