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or calling is called "Queen Mother" and left a comment a little confused about something like that shed licensed violence by leaving anonymous comments and blogs are daddy's girls because we moderate comments.

Comment moderation has always been so dear Queen. Since the beginning of this blog, surely you do not know.

With respect to their insults, we will not repeat, we believe that you lost some of his candy jar or you blunder in the typing of this blog where you wanted to download, especially given its reference to comment moderation, at least here there was always, and alleged comments here have not been made.

We hope you recover soon sanity. Of course we invite you to visit and read the poem is below.

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mad gardener's song * Based on a story

thought he saw an elephant, an elephant
played the flute;
looking better
saw that it was a letter from his wife.
"Finally he said, 'I know
that life is bitter!"

thought he saw a buffalo
installed in the chimney;
looking better
saw was the niece of his brother:
"Get out," he said, otherwise
call the police! "


thought he saw a snake that had questions on Greek looking
Best, saw it was
on Thursday of next week.
"I just feel," he said
that I can talk! "

thought he saw a bank clerk
descended from a bus;
looking better
saw that it was a huge hippo.
"If you stay for lunch," he said,
what happened when my wife! "


thought he saw a kangaroo spinning mill;
looking better, he saw it was a pill
plant.
"To swallow this," he said
must feel really bad! "

thought he saw a coach and six
arrested not far from his bed
better looking, saw that it was
a bear decapitated.
"Poor brute," he said, poor dumb animal!
is waiting for your dinner! "


thought he saw an albatross hovering around a candle;
looking better
saw that it was a two-cent stamp.
"You should come," he said,
nights are very damp! "


thought he saw a gate that was opened by a key;
looking better
saw that it was made a rule of thumb.
"His mysteries," he said to me
are as clear as day! "


thought he saw an argument that proved he was the Pope;
looking better
saw that it was a piece of soap.
"Great God," he said, such an event
leaves no hope! "


* poems from Sylvia and Bruno, Lewis Carroll novel

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defoliation flowers without petals
She prepares the bed for another souvenir
He seeks to identify with the princess of the stories
She lost a shoe in
pudding
He exorcised demons in naps
She blows shit listening to Knives Out
He is the executioner of sodium chloride
She
Celusal executor
He disbanded
She blurs androgynous apple crates stacked intuitions He invents reasons
complexion
her in the castration of alliteration
sosez
He toyed with the compliments of the artificial
She sensed
He lost his shoe in appearance
She tied tears no apostrophe.

Nauka Jazdy Piotr Unold Gliwice

unreal Ohne Punkt (Part 6-Final)

He moistened the minutes a knot with his eyebrows Slice neurons of the mind is weaned Intangible He laughed at his wet diving and also yours and you count the tiles on the sidewalk to arm puzzle in which pictures are leaking and faint parts Something I could cross the vibrate humus split and tear dismembered injected overdose of loneliness that the worst killer hugs The world did not have suffocated conjugation The backyard of love was no longer claims
Ohne Punkt No point