Tantric, orgasm through asphyx
Backward aspect, good that the mask fits
Pierre Bernard, the Great Oom
She went to Barnard, heard they had great rooms
High grades, paid scholarship, even her food
Was provided, better to fuel and sustain the next generation’s best and brightest flames
Walking along the esplanade with my mad ex mot
“That’s some mad x, wha?”
Cock of the walk, king of the barnyard
Guy Fawkes, sucking down exhaust knelt on tarmacadam
Only interested in finite resources and Ox-strong Gods
My night ruined early
Earnings, hundreds, gone on long odd horses
Oxfam shopping
Picked up a pair of new docs
New coat, styles the rest’ll soon adopt.
Alchemisland 
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