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Neuralchemy, summoning lost worlds, astral womb knowledge

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  • Two Modes

    I go from Lou Bega listing lewd conquests I buggered To quadrident-fisted Vega, masked with hair like Raiden Fighting, lighting up foes with lightning fast blows Hit one, his nose explodes Wore a mask in his casket, closed His funerary mask looked like create ugly was the task And I’m the only one who understood…

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  • Fridge

    Don’t sleep in a disused fridge Handy in a pinch Protection from rain and wind But in a second it can switch If that same winds lift the door and it falls into a closed position Well, then you have yourself an issue You’ll rot there Uncaring passers will breathe through tissues, exclaiming “piu!”

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  • Laissez-faire

    Last week came a rapping on our door I was playing games, deathmatches in random stages Moving rapidly, flew couch to landing to standing before him I answered, postman in his cap standing Glancing up, one hand rummaging in his bulging satchel Directly handed me the package, to the manor’s master I was so excited,…

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  • Christmas Memories

    I’ve been smoking hay since Sega Weighty cartridges in intake trays Your dad smoked loads in those days He’d be smoking this third of the day Staring happily as you descended the stairs Seeing an amazing present pile waiting, smell of meat glazing Bacon wrapped around turkey taking on Turkish holiday colour But not the…

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  • Surplus of Circling

    C’mere to me Jon Ronson, how do you get uncancelled? I’m listening to Uncanny, drinking cans Getting so rotten drunk a sponsor was gotten We weren’t eating dessert but the dick was spotted Wicked sticks were potted before someone got it on contact She’s solid, into smoking solid and light bondage Polite; still not getting…

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