hummhahummmm
lets exfoliate the monsters of tremain
the entrace gate is capped with alumininininamum
wherefore my gaggling masters strive to be
lets exfoliate!
more than intoxication, more than mmoonbeams sstripped from a basses back
the dwirling servish elides metronomically along the border of the clackerzone
there I met the monster, there I met the monster
wherein the party of the first part extracts promises from the party of the second part
in the inky gloom
mystery mess, when will your tubularity remoan to the extra pilgrim temple?
on the turnpike, my son
and now as what's her name wiggles by evocatively I know I'm real due to uh, you know
I visualize many unsavory things in the eye of my mental mind as I wade the Bellowing River
Trees splink the peterdine along the quagmire's mouth
Elegang furbish resplendency erupts its churlish head in the eddying doom
Radon fumes to sniff the rhinosaur in his thunderthump along life's highway and other cliches
ho-ho the goon in maroon lands upon the moon real soon during the monsoon clair de lune
and so forth
Labels: Muddy Women
2 Comments:
More mud babes? LOL.
Ok, I admit. It DOES look kind of fun.
there are plenty more where they came from - whoop whoop
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