🝱𐂧⏙🜍˙ᚈɎᚈ˙🜍⏙𐂧🝱

while out on walkabout far from his true home, he looked up to find that he wasn’t alone

īӫ×]Φ¦=Ŧ«🜽»Ŧ=¦Φ[×ӫī

to maintain the temple of his future corpse he engaged in drinking and fucking, of course

⟳⏛•īᛝ🜌￬Ⱄ-_-Ⱄ￬🜌ᛝī•⏛⟲

especially bullies will shit in their pants when The Great Unknowable restores balance

⚲/☐·-⏛]џ_|🜿|_џ[⏛-·☐\⚲

I ran rushed and jostled to get to this gate and now you’re all saying my plane will leave late?

࿘￬+ЇҰᚒ␣🜍␣ᚒҰЇ+￬࿗

a routine is boring until well-ingrained and then it will become exciting again

ȱ🜉|-🜼ꜜ𐂧♁𐂧ꜜ🜼-|🜉ȱ

a wise man did say this a long time ago - things do not change much so enjoy status quo

ꜛ⏙₳⍟⍑-∆⚲∆-⍑⍟₳⏙ꜛ

with much Ynki air-support, funding, and arms Daesh keeps expanding to torture and harm

￬Ħӝ|-ᚼ*Ÿ•⏚•Ÿ*ᚼ-|ӝĦ￬

when the wife is happy and the dogs are farting a man knows his good times are only just starting

¯⏙Ʉ˙⏛𝈱-]Ɵ[-𝈱⏛˙Ʉ⏙¯

that sinkhole out back just keeps on daggon growing with no indication its spread will be slowing

ӝ-Ƹ￬Ψ₳𐃝₳Ψ￬Ʒ-ӝ

to take a quick gander she stepped out the door, then not a soul present did see her no more

Ū×ȱ⍏]ˇƱ.Ⰲ.Ʊˇ[⍏ȱ×Ū

the season approaches to spread some weak cheer with songs that don’t change much from this to that year

Ұ⟲_/Ʌ\⛛•ᛦ•⛛/Ʌ\_⟳Ұ

he worked out his abdomen squeezing it hard and what then came out did stink up the whole yard

ˆ˚⍏.☐Ĥᚒī_Ʉ_īᚒĤ☐.⍏˚ˆ

she knows a few pleasures and one simple joy - to harass eat hamper; to fully destroy

𐀊_⏙ǂŦ·C⌒⌽⌒Ɔ·Ŧǂ⏙_𐀊

please follow this one rule that cuts down on strife - don’t covet or mess with another man’s wife

=]ǂᚼӫ₳ҰӝᛝӝҰ₳ӫᚼǂ[=

the dudes are emerging the veils have come off yet still those onlookers do nothing but scoff

Ħ¡-⟳˚ǂ_ī𐀴×𐀴ī_ǂ˚⟲-¡Ħ

when Ynki nukes rain from a sparkling blue sky then innocent people by thousands will die

⍥⌒/+￬𐀤ЇºȫºЇ𐀤￬+\⌒⍥

all bunched up together grouped tight in a pack the new white alliance is poised to attack

ӝⰀ+Ħӫ𝉅ˇΩˇ𝉅ӫĦ+Ⰰӝ

those bastards don’t give up, in waves they are coming - who knows how much longer this gun will keep running?

𐂧=.⏣⍎ꜛ¡ᚃ¡ꜛ⍎⏣.=𐂧

a bit of a river in Dakota-land will not be polluted by sticky tar-sands

ᚈ˙Ɵ_ꜛ|•⚚⬌⚚•|ꜛ_Ɵ˙ᚈ

there sit in the grasp of a soft comfy loge two wonderful puppers two tail-wagging doge

˚^☐⍥-џ∏◊𐀊◊∏џ-⍥☐^˚

his fingers kept flying across the keyboard even though his work went unseen and ignored

Ⰲ˙⥞☉⍏ꜜᛦꜜ⍏☉⥟˙Ⰲ

just breathe sadness in and happiness back out - that’s what we call living is truly about