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Post by thefleetsin on May 8, 2020 21:34:04 GMT
when your necromancer is a ner-do-well negotiating nonsensical nanny-isms
if one hand is holding an ak forty seven and the other a bible how are you managing to masticate your supreme one in heaven without the gun going off before he administers justice all over your wanting face.
either you redefine amazing grace or offer to replace every single piece of statuary you originally displaced with your version of dance this mess all over the place.
sjw 05/08/2020 inspired at this very moment in time by let's try it this way and see if it flies.
from the 'blasphemy series' of poems
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