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#931    But oh, I wanted to show you, while we're here.
"That it is all" just sand again!
Come on! Show and tell, this "Table".
To Hooters and Winners now. Atom number ten.
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#932    Nah! nah! Any ashes would just fly by us now!
By "March Madness", or maybe dawn.
Everything is dry under a web.
So safely we'll move on.
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#933    All-right. Ok. "Don't forget your name".
Beer spots? Ok, don't forget-those.
They're filling and taste good.
And like wine becomes the nose.
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#934    But now I know you're not telling the truth!
So that's "his ankle" in water, right?
Raise your arms but don't get up.
Now I'll sleep on it tonight.
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#935    I really wonder how Jennifer is doing?
Or going-to be while-we are gone.
She'll be guarding her lisp with pigeons.
At least I'm hoping so with such song.
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#936    He had truth, right in his arms?
At least I'm hoping it was fair.
And that is his hollow suit with charms.
Like any man with London hair.
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#937    And on that beach. A crazy rider.
Now mix-some-brown in there.
Money men finding it most disturbing.
That we fly so fast up here.
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#938    But-just how do-we get there?
I mean that storm when we were all surprised?
Where the "Hello I like your Bow-Tie"!
Becomes the only thing that almost dies.
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#939    So let us look upon tomorrow.
And create a wish within.
The true diamond, is no-sorrow.
Nothing-else-rhymes with "win".
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#940    But now I know you're just being funny.
You truly en-snared those noises?
On Thursday's, or so you say?
That demon runs are choices.
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#941    Let me line it up for you.
The same way we sit right here.
To devastate the church again.
Men are whispered air.
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#942    The shortest way to get-to a woman.
Men have found so far.
Is through endless toil of making things.
Forgotten at the bar.
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#943    Give it up all those stars again.
My motion will "now begin".
Ludicrist are all my charms.
Only Sony makes all wind.
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#944    A red rose and a genie lamp.
Dropped from a bridge into a river.
Its magic required one more love.
Than my heart could deliver.
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#945    There are beautiful faces in the trees.
But only at the edge of the forest.
Of all the ways to hear the leaves.
The hush of the shy is the surest.
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#946    A one inch chicken wire satellite dish.
Left on an office water fountain.
That's as large as because should be.
Because the heart unfound is count'n.
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#947    In that ear they passed two mighty laws.
Worlds should tilt just enough to please.
And twenty percent rebellion.
Became officially the most attractive tease.
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#948    Can I sit in your chair?
So tart this Jane of sanity.
Does that make sense to you?
To be as soft as Emily.
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#949    There is a distance few have known.
Rivers and streams don't find.
Have you ever kept your eyes unshown.
That thirty degrees of pine.
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#950    A man driving a car.
By looking down at his knees.
Steering the way a mountain does.
No fun no game no keys.
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#951    Guess wisdom in all the shuns and winds.
And on all sunned men and she.
It's within no unturned type of zero.
Dear mist of wiser things than me.
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#952    Changes & pages!
Where priests are on the run.
Scary, with overcoats.
And does not drink the rum.
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#953    You want to hear a story don't you.
Well I'll tell you one for tea.
Just what is a land for?
And has no liberty?
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#954    Barney is the hero!
I'll tell you what he won.
Standing near the Euro.
With coconuts and thumbs.
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#955    Believe it or not, I like to read them.
Men's puppet and women's gun.
And smiles, I have seen them.
Holding up the Tun.
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#956    Eerie! The white horn!!
As chosen as the fun.
Almost like a lithograph.
No pilots steer by sun.
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#957    The gift of mirror!!
Roscoe anyone!!
That is the day that Neptune plays.
As binding as the scum.
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#958    I respect the costume though.
Atoms allowing bend.
Holding that bay of teardrops.
That halloween defends.
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#959    A warm power supply, powering a cooling fan.
Mutually long.
Needing each other's kissing.
So good and song.
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#960    Past right here.
Nine times out of none.
One day per year.
Forgetting-equi-librium.
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