Monday, April 4, 2011

Dead Tarts -

If and When it starts then!.
If and when it covers, then!.

Let the marks be and then let them fall!. I can’t do all these mean streets collectikade all at once but the moon beams and still beams.

If you went down the street and got your self some great Australian cake and food fare! You’d find yourself in and undoing your malaise!.

It kept you from being this and that or that keepdom which always starts when you see others from the other planets!. Or maybe!.

No lest a wriggle for this is Britain and tomorrow it’s England for some kind of new challenge!. It kept us sane and always about!.

We can’t find the reason or call!. We can’t find it all, then!.
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Let the flow find the flow and all those tricks let them and bend them!. Marveleous!. Ringing and finging!.

It’s can’t be lead or done with as all there is is all there is!. It can’t be told then!. Then all tarts for being then!. Then it can’t or be then and then is!.

Let the line be the line and well be totty or have some kind of cakes!.

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