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- David Raskin

- Mar 24
- 1 min read
So it was Wednesday in which we went to the sandwich shop, the flow's gift of noon's buzz and ben's way had us ditch leads of dollars spent on the arch's valued menu's cam flick and watch, man did we switch and up-pop, we gave out our american hands to the new ampersand niche of seen commercials dropped
Under the sky we were pan-rich and strong hurdled unwhopped, under the birds who fly who went on by, my of you demand to sit and land had me dang swift for your cage and roots-lawn-wordled lock, through the owner's glass I was then walkingly there to try The Pilgrim's pride, I was going south with why, I was hoping outloud for the door-pry, for I was a fan with a gift, with a work light bulb in my sram kit, my coupon then dawned and then the turkey burger so bomb of lord's cool, and mom's being rural then was not lost
Bestie so it was again Wednesday, instead of slim fish, the wings of the dish with speed did send us to the industrial park again with the earl of turkey day's brand of fit hot, food of the clan's hunt lit caughts
- Avalon Dakota
- 3-24-26
- 11:53pm
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