Clammy Sea Prawns
The saturated fat of my existence.
Runs laps around the vast difference.
Could someone please tell me where they hid all of the cool whip?
Apparently, it’s buried under a bed of tulips.
As the world listens to trees fall in the forest.
A squiggle lost in the sea of anatomy has golden goosed and will likely flourish.
Polar opposite extract.
Caught up in the mimic vat.
The success rate of sperm to egg at the moment of conception?
This question in translation brought on much speculation.
Insatiable desires based on friction.
To appease the refreshment of the addiction.
Just one more milkshake from the stash.
If that’s the yard then lets mash.
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