Shooters like Doom on chunkier computers
Too astute, me
Looking cute, boom Catesby
Maybe looted my jeweller, punching through glass cases a staple
Gloves on, dukes up shouting what’s up? Don’t mean merino mittens
Look how they’re sitting, heads of tables, the best kitchens
Sitting pretty, light hits fits just right, makes me Lugh
Lightbringer looking nice and tight in the mirror in the loo
In there more often than if I just ate vindaloo
Right shoes for the do tonight
Blues and I leave no clues
If I get a letter, know it’s from you
Try again only better, know I’ll get what I want from you
One time then you’re mine forever
Written in code to dissuade fools
Da Vinci font, stick to rules
Check the reflection
How an elect manages to read what my ledger mentions.
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