Tag: spells
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Capacity all vanity
Thousand litre lung capacity Drank all the water that sank Atlantis Still had room for two cans of Fanta Hammered, talking like headphones on and speechjammer Yawning at your tawdry efforts, peasant Rouse from bastard fecklessness to a champion’s breakfast Driving by night soundtrack Vangelis, hands angelic Yet indelicate, indecorous relying on other men Enough…
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Octopus arms, got suckers Deity farm, Olympian father Not far from a Demigod, suckers Old and new muckers All the tunes ruckus Raining down, upturned buckets Spending like we’re underbudget I’m smoking squidgy with pukwudgies Me and Puck tight buddies, soul like squid ink Hitting them back, one tough slugger Quick spit tell a man…