Until I get bored, they, long ago, I fled:
And as ay fled, he drove me wings.
The meaning and the soul were both educated
the eye on them, saw as clear as eagle.
Who could believe that flash Supreme
That firm revokes amenity? Both
was Sapience, the science of my harem
a spirit laughs, as theirs is suffocating
For fumignons of Newspapers equivocal
Where distilled gynaecocracy,
In drips Yanks
Which ones, eager, they lapping their stale.
Weaned oaths so-called flower lees
Basically beds in delicti reciprocal
Towards the groin, if the Lord does not absolve me
OF fhould they kept that gonococci.
félix lechat
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