BOX
- David Raskin

- Jan 29
- 1 min read
Blithesome Bid express was the for profit delivery entity that I worked for, out of the ship onto the planet with my suit and sandwich, I was ready to jump, I was looking at the ground, my loved one was playing hopscotch
On the night of fun I did dress in pecks inside the test for less and the spacesuit's trust, I poured and dropped it, chivalry had it's splendid lead, the ground looked flat, I looked at the river's source and ford, proud for the list was I being pronto and inside bandwidth I was ready to land it, no longer was I in Camden, I switched, I made a scoot, I was selcouth and manned it, I fell steady, I saw the mountain range's humps, the volcano's alive pre bust was cooking with a funny sound, maybe I'll be a fried dove being done with it's awakening, I stopped on Joth
Xanadued again was my material moving and package handling before the quaking and placement of the box being boss
- Avalon Dakota
- 1-29-26
- 1:03pm
- BOX






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