Pinting up all hours
Fine thing calls, powers
Out for a
Up with the
Lark
Walk in the
Talk of the
Park.
Up all hours fuck all going on
Ad for Alton Towers, old style blower no logo in foam no feds on phone
Rotating sim
Slim Charles how I survive shit despite a hundred hits
Rizla slims spitsticked a blim, more hits than greatest hits
Popping beers like zits
Tits hopping eyes popping cartoon character, her hips the pits, Penelope Pitstop
Making my jaw hit grit, my pits sweating, I’m spitting like eaten fruit pips
She could be a stripper or a princess, type who makes incest
Understandable, pure human interest story, I’m a rogue apprentice reading forbidden spellbooks
I’m a harrier death-carrier making carrion out of Third Reich characters, circle back to hangar
Hangtime Nuremberg.
Alchemisland 
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