Going to Mexico.
I lucidly dream of Mexico.
The lucid porpoises dream of me.
Let me guide your porpoises south of Calexico
Through the Sea of Me, my Lucidity.
When I get back, I'm signing up for my Annoyance level III class.
Because I love Susan Messing, I will try to get into her class.
I'm hurrying to an audition now.
Please all try to keep up the comments.
I'll see you all soon.
The lucid porpoises dream of me.
Let me guide your porpoises south of Calexico
Through the Sea of Me, my Lucidity.
When I get back, I'm signing up for my Annoyance level III class.
Because I love Susan Messing, I will try to get into her class.
I'm hurrying to an audition now.
Please all try to keep up the comments.
I'll see you all soon.
posted by Churchill at 5:10 PM
1 Comments:
Do porpoises loiter without purpose on purpose proposing posits of great portaits of purple prose repleat with purloined prepositions popping out of their peplumed, plaid, plumed & plaited prim & proper coiffures? Sorry to pump you in the name of process, but there it is, plop!
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