Living life with mods.
BIGDADDY, hit enter, a car appears
On a bronze age battlefield.
The death of the last female star reader.
They’re saying this big one, even if it doesn’t hit,
Will snuff out suns like tallow candles undergoing ice bath plunge.
Buyers with lice helped us buy this home
Go ninety or more at all times drivers
With names like Roman and Capone,
Holemaker stowed. If it won’t go I’ll make sure a hard haymaker hits home,
Leave you like a soldiering teenager from Homer.
Alchemisland 
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