Thursday, May 10, 2012

Lopst


Highly sewn, bids beltway grappled for a clean glower of pinned: rugged tender & legal currents, the sea swathe fended while those lordly toys coldly tamped, and the measure trumped sober, minded spine for riddled belches that shorn the fare for laser leer and a courtship shower shoring lore of islandic chubbies. The row of sighing shitters, the fie of vealy knifedoms, the lo of kobold creaks, and the hum of lap damned prancers: this hooked and glazed rick. Piled notoriety, riled showdown shucks, corny botox chlorine jibes, mile lie lummox lungs; you knew no use nor sued new yuck. It was brotherly, an ore classlessness, mired in truncated font lobs, shopping lulls, hutch bare bits, and shiny number 8's. Tinged in a day, no less, who vied the yea's column was a two tweed for guys gone glib. Lastly, antennae depths chummed the rear: its afternoon bloomed pep chalks and the talc of a nostril smile & rise tithe snuff; the guffaw of tuft, of sensei censor garter robins, that bolster bin batten shatter, and hakes in the loud, clattering mugs, and lugs with briny lime-eaters.

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