titled no.2.5i'll leap your quantun physic-aly... not now nor have i ever been a present tense gent of a measly pence, i mean wage a new type of war... won that doesn't begin with the smiting of the un-forgotten. im so soft spoken when it comes to speaking about days gone buy and time yet to see light... sundays and mondays will forever live in a foggy haze when the sun will cease to creep... what is day without sun?.. it's mostly an exposed rotting surface recently exposed just enough as to let the pill bugs and ants scatter about in fright... long enough with out sun and we will scorn it rather then welcome...titled no.2.5
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Bazookos Circus is what the world would be doing on a Saturday night if the Nazis had won the war
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Tithe....
Up the airy mountains...
Down the rushy glenn...
We daren't go ahunting...
For fear of little men...
Faeries.
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