Category: Filí my pockets
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On the way home after sixteen whiskey sours, vomming bitters foam beside the Harcourt Luas ticket machine
Better give me your beller, mate Voice notes full of belters that’d make Your granny Brenda’s teeth shake and break No more tea cakes without a blender My eyes are redder than the fur of a Sette Than Santa’s sweaty sweater Ginger like PC Bellamy, at running I’m better Most cops’d be dead doing the…
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To me, smart casual is mirrorsheen platemail toes to plume
Iron age but designer 900AD and no higher Steeds swaddled in steel I’ve got hard layers that swallow a steel Repeal a blow the enemy really means Gauntlets and greaves, fit’s half steel Looking Brotherhood of Steel by way of Freak on a Leash Steel revealed if you try stealing a single stalk From my…
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The reality of magical workings is that the outcomes are random because the payload delivery device, namely the human mind, is scattershot
Studying for years to solve the muddiest conundrum: the riddle of steel Then one day the answer appeared Materialised before my eyes, felt solid and real Woke up steeled, couldn’t recall half of what was revealed But I knew it for a second in the dream. I had to laugh, That was sufficient, some cruel…
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In Doom II Hell on Earth I can play a fair few levels without dying but O of Destruction never fails to derail the run
I’m never not looking, secret nook in the estate Freelook, upgrade from Doom to Quake Noises she’s making, like going to a brick wall in Doom II hitting space Was set in space but it came to Earth Second iteration gets more than second place by my worth Full moon rites at Byrgenwerth, abiding by…
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Solpadine Beanstalk
Lean in Fanta cans We’re leaning into fantasy land Vanback courting brain damage Doing Diana manoeuvres M16 got the best body removers Leave a populace clueless Relevation of the method is what they do Renders us unable to do Anything about what’s plain to view With your bird getting handsy In the alley peeping her…
Alchemisland 