tRIMBLE TRIMBLE GOES MY HART LIKE A PEBBLE DASH-DOG caps lock barstade, balustrade, slighlty inmflameosity water! oh yes you yon trimble-Blake pallat in hand foot in mouth "cunt-opening" in 8th die-mention space and time- thses the Trimble Points of my loveing hampton steer a parf no larf,...

good mornings Lennard, my darlings, my sweat heart, socks are pinking in thyroid trumpet basoon lake this norning token! I misses you a lot even though you are old like a prune and shearing vacation in vagrancy ply parking pot noodle summering! stiffle my breafing, Leenard, old like a prune but stil...

tight trousering
snaking round yon snakey
little room dance
no Ballroom here

oh waterjuggler
not as goodly as balls
peoples cant be shore
if
yoo
juggling same whater
as before
or yoo
CHEET!!¬!!!

A hawkdove is my penis
As i like to shant ideas of softness
END OF! i DONT NEED NO GIRLS FOR ME TO SHINE
THE POWAH AND THE GLORY
ALL IS MINE

Ahh would that be 'The White Hart'? A little lowbrow for this area but a nice place all the same... You must be one of the polo set, they do like a nice tart! xx "forgive me but what is your name ? i'm a beast six feet under" EAT YORE HART OUT, when you can rite potry like i do give ma a ...

i right from the hart
i write from the start
i dont right for no tart
so ease up yore streems of conshusness
your dreems of unconchusness
Drama Lady
we dont kneed this shit

1

its fool of a straw fr dem horses to munch
just like a appal but it dont go crunch
just like a pairs
but eet haz no hairs
just like some bits
but it as noe tit*
just like sum grunt
but it as a cunt

as your sexretary
legs a part
short skirt
no modesty bored here
look what pantys she is not waring 2days
not easy orange concentrate
on your bizness
as a letter u wish her to takes
not easy
its hard
oh yes its hard
take the letter
take my dick tashun
your sex holes
is wun 4 the dick tators

a wizard sitting on a toed stall, shouting, glaring, in Norman Mailbox author and paged to contentment. "Here comes the Bird", a bitter twist to the coca cola, Children! Eat your apples be good to your teachers, eat your teachers, BE GOOD TO YOUR APPLES. don't laugh at me as he who laughet...

patient in promise
hospitool no answer
let me colour you on woods
a forest of temptationing
holy in her dayetee revengeness
and remorse code
signals hi red dempshun
like a suction engine

TOOT TOOT

drag away my idle idolatary
it all cums back to mee