Works worx.
It all works.
Rocks move themselves in a small dance.
He said: they form a semi-chorus line and do the can-can; but, you can only see it from
Aeroplanes.
“You fly?”
“Well, I went to flight school.”
“What was that like?”
“Well, I visited the campus.”
I smile. You endeared yourself to me.
Dreams are always loveable.
Always.
Full frontal impresario.
Trying to hard
To get it done.
Howl I can-can
relate.
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