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these our last few dayrounds did pass in a blur, the cauldron of passion we gave a good stir

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just how awesome was it, that party last night? the people were rad and the music was tight

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the old men were watching as our boat arrived, they smiled at our presence and slapped us high-five

ɅīɄE¡ŪΞ◊Ω¯Ω◊ΞŪ¡ƎɄīɅ

as soon as I figure my business is set there comes along something I have not seen yet

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the waves were way massive; they churned, broke, and sped; through all of the chaos though no one got dead

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the kitten spent all night, curled up in the crook made by arm and torso – her favorite nook

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muss es sein mit Angst und Bangen? Küsst euch doch auf Mund und Wangen

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I now know the shortcut, as well as I might, regardless of drunkenness or time of night

Ʉ'^ǂ∏Ū_ƗɎ¯˙Ɵ˙¯ɎƗ_Ū∏ǂ^'Ʉ

he smoked up the package – a quite lonesome deed – now his brain-receptors are screaming with need

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there's not much left keeping this bucket afloat, she is not seaworthy but works in this moat

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what is that girl thinking, there all by herself, if she were my trophy I'd build her a shelf

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daylight flees into the West, now is the time that some like best

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although just a tiny, agreeable cat she jumped up and rushed at them, screeched, and then spat

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the shadows do lift from before my own mind as soon as the winds can escape my behind

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tidings speak of growing threat but they have not been proven yet

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some agents addictive live deep in my brain – they drive me to madness again and again

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a quick little starling just lifted a tune as bright as the full shining face of the moon

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the new way is sneaky, avoiding most snares, and on it I go just as fast as I dare

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waves march toward us one by one, brightly lit by father sun