Addicted to the spicy spliceshine of my false glories

She’s got the indoors outdoors

I’m going in through the out door

Like that leaden Zepp’s eighth mooring

Were hungry so ate, sate horny all morning, 12-8

She has to work today, leaves me waiting like flight delays no airborning

No shouting only airhorning

Only the boring get bored, courting glory

Falling on my own sword then putting a many foe melee on the record.

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