7200
(alternately titled:
whipping and
pommel ling
das soar
addle brain)
My most recent
deuce score
plus three
bajillion ban
an nah ram
ma orbitz
squared bob
sponge pants
day of birth
passed
uneventfully –
(round el sol)
saw me dan
sing around
one average
star, which Evan
chilly wool
worth hilly exhibit
death throe
tulle pan
dum mo'
knee yum -
becoming
a black
hole sun,
when photon
illumination
totally
tubularly
blinks
out more'n
Knots Lan
ding all
countries
with exception
of Japan
(if only for
explicit purpose
silly free
and foot loose
to appease
the ghost
of Ivan
the Terrible,
who would
phish she
shuss lee
never fin
hush his
rage against
the machine
foaming
at the mouth
asper gar
non sequitur
spoiler
alert hint
aye made
debut 13th
of Jan)
and now
for no rhyme,
nor reason
mention
nothing
(by the way)
written thus
far tan
gent shill
to the square
of hide bound
Halliburton
Hippopotamus,
whose
first name
Horton doth
move in clan
destine fashion,
oh...and nope
definitely
not related
to ancestors
of Kublai Khan
whose nick
name Lloyd
though,
whoa, wow,
and yikes
quite a
time span
'tween
that Mongol
consigning, conning,
and condemning
“FAKE”
deplorable trump
ping app
Paul ling
Peters to Azkaban
nonetheless,
aye never aver
witnessed
no fanfare
for this common
(c'mon) man
lettuce high
tail gangnam
style to San
Mateo (matt
er factly
founded,
settled, and
populated
by Scottish
donning
Harris tweed
a hop, skip
and jump
by van
from this yan
key dude
dull who
lives ian
Schwenksville,
Pennsylvania.
