Magic and Loss

the rose dance, the tower bends, the morning I wake up, Nikki still sticks to my side but the morning first ain no first mass, said I to samothrace. I have the magic and the loss. I have the sword, I have the seal, i have an old CD mixed by John, or Moe, it seems to eat at music machine by the tearing through my guts. I wake up, solidary off the back of your small cab, just at the size of the two beats, day, day, white, black, sighed she never seen. I have the cure and the remedy said I scratching on the exteroir of my human calf the tattoo ther of her, Nikki, seventy four twelve eleven three three one for you and one for me. I did not go for The Crow because I knew this one was just a note below the tone of Song for Dellya, Aleph Alpha signed the note and I press F% and send message to hope the moist of me in the whole wide of your moistly little prick under the dome it seemed. I have the magic and the rhyme, i am the minister, she is the road, there, ther, the rose white, Lily Hendricks and Penelope Cruz for an hour if you need. I need it then. Such a way, Alice flees to me. Such a shame, I had left for Athm, Alpha was clowned on to the center of the stage. Lou forwarded to Moe, Moe, More, Sofia Teraptos, my only god daughter, burnt, lily, there mad, Alley G, straight in the center of Jacques evil stare, while there in room *01U the moon scribbles to still the trpidations of it all. Arriere, satan saw Scout on the creen, make me a man, Stanley, she writes to the people...Thinking the are there in the crowd. The injection was upped, she attacked the staff, last night, Tom Bomb is isolated by the core butt naked and shrievelled until it holds. 2 rain signed the hand. Rose Quartz. New Model Army. Rogue Male. Live. Love as Laughter. Rose Tattoo. Lea L. Lowitt, Athm Alone Deom, cd one especially. Jeffrey Lee Pierce and Gun Africa, half man half biscuit, skinny puppy, Hagden, Malmsteen, Styx, Genesis, Maze, Maxwell, Scout NiblettDead Prez, New York DoLls, Manhattan Transfer, Sly and the Family Stone, Blondie, Skunk AnansieSleepre, Phantom, L.A Guns, Madonna Empire show, The Band, XTC, L7,Angel, Hellacopters, Accept, Fishbone, Aerosmith, Peter Criss, Guns and Roses, Gun Parade, Morissette Naked, Love Gun, Nico, Angelina JolieLou Reed and John Cale, Mission, Death in Vegas, Living Colour, Nothing shocking, Christine Sixteen, Over the hills and Far away, My Way. enter sandman, no more heroes, Helix, Magnum, the storytellers night, Annie aime les sucettes and Jane Birkin, how far jerusalem ? les morts dansants departure the teaxher exit route 66........MAGIC AND LOSS

Night son dazes at a moon...

and just tell Lou we should be cool for february .........................................................................AlPha and ANgEL , Lode 3.3.3 anorexi Etaligo Erotto Lisboa carre et square and d ...................................................................................................................................

..................................the millionaires, face 4.

.........................................................................................=.................... David Navaro says two 2.2. or one guitar and two legs...like everybody else on you, bed ! Making a phone call, more than ever you need your doctor, the man is so stoney, he has relished all of 73...and December began noted one ........................ u .............................................`Troppo Liber Olvo` ACT 1

• ACTO UNO

The state of union is caduque, shouted Pox from the flute....blew off ! Betu gets out and waves to the crowd, you, in UFU, laid naked, satiated by the gifts are we sweet ? Liberate the eight, Oppose us to the core, said Pox I am Betu and you read right, I give you a not so bad apple, after all, hey, Little boy ! Me, Pox, shit on the stuff like they launch in Canadery, cape town or coast Mohawk, Lebu, do me Montalk, I will hold Philladelphis in the piece so the meaning switches to our stick Betu opposed not and rolled around, half naked on the white serious hotel bed,room 74, still alone Pox, I adore you. She, Betu glances at Bobon, fired, orgueilled and flatly refusing to believe such man as Pox can give Betu, you are on crack, the git is on the box and you look hundred and seventy one, with the nose bridge, you me bleed him ? I do so me tail, Betu laughed inside her own head Liberated the limb embricated in the building of Vaginax, dry as a bad scrawn but your to promote in tune. Act 2 begun with me on the teleporto scoundring the tones of Jumu Bendro, on the saxophumes of guilt and Ombelic, O lame celtics ! Betu is ne ne this morning, must be the smell of my Union three....must be the filed of your flute bullshitte, the pert is your, monsieur Delovre, if that one don tempt you I can beam the second one so he cry to her arm and the rune of the luth gets to the right handside of the screen.

NoW !!!!!!

Castle Canada

It was twelve years ago...the love ended in just two weeks but lay and hear the true story of Canada 2007. The most holy bard of all having awaken the lame bears of the canadian secret services two years ago and attempted to reclaim all his old territories, as recorded by the two before death, switzerland 1900, October, Berne, Fernet Blanchette, yet it is indeed a very poor humanity that...can hardly read. it seems our polite entry as...I remember you too and how is Brent by the way...was still off cursus for all three cities attempted. The true story is that of our rupture in north american print for free...has been based on dollar accounts, cash, the U.S...you know...A bad cult comes a good christian ministers gets to meet THAt priest...the strangelly familliar on, you know, the one we all clearly know from somewhere, the fun one...and he signed and...the CIA sighed...too late again French, too much money to plough through, let us see if the two forgave or relapsed in attacking...It seems that they dream, we have the recording, Laos cooperate but Sony records got told it was fake...so it shake and the direct debit for a few pictures every month was too softly signed, it was the old friend from holland...VanHette, or was it Neiven family...the Davidson clan, the Albeth? The law of hollywood, you know two movies....she went non, non une false picture, Jacques is not insolent and the masons blushing away MTV Base....and the Aria bokshelves goes in the voice of a cat: The churchical theosophy has already one....Madam Bey is at home stop calling Japan you are being caught on instamatic oeclidus....trois and plus tard tout est signe mais on se regarde tous a moitied esole en disnat; on a tous tue mais on a pas realise que c' etait le realite....les ecramns son tous lies a Neo -> Modem 5...les ecrans are the head off...la tete de Mado et roger...c'est le diable, saint germain, les ont totu magigance! Et les bebes ont tous ete tue.....Il etait pas pegueux....elle est ne en Janvieaey...a Montpelie

Monday the First

People know me as mister sunday no work-oh, lick...yet the truth is unfit to be declared here...for reasons which i will divulge to the taxes where I live, there, the core of the nut is the nucleus of more than just three, free and trees of hanging there. The room is sufficient. We have all we want. I am down for a cup, I hear the little plot got the notes towards the first male to do...Well hell, hermaphrodite or just yours for birth, the mark on the bed is 607. Universe, universe, make the mandate a restful haven for her and me. On the thursday I will be firteen. A telephone call. People come to church here and find the desacred altar, a few pictures, some are repatchable and the hotel room, the fortress, to the tree, to the mind, the rest, the test, the third item and the fret off the head of mister U money. First of all sundays, I psalm, second I will pay, third I will raise to London city Won. The fourth mad hatter resorts somehow to half finished dishes to satisfy the two vagrants having ostracized themselves, having done it in the head, having to deal with money on a sunday? Hell, yes, river bands, the lobster of the tower make a sun in town to two poor kids having had to be reorientated for cause of reorientation of their dreams...The chess board room is here unveilling the free hermaphrodyte prolific completelly desolate to have find a mate: She is fitted to my height, she is similar in mass, she wets on the easter lectures of Saint Augustin in less than one eyelid. She runs in the streets, she screams in tongues...the rest of the week my weak chyroplasmic net had to fight off the plasmic fists and the parasionic synthsis voice throws of madam red in the ball with the hells angelics of mister Big...Bean. Brown. Tower. Chocolate. House. Warm ......CHESS MATE {..} ROCK SUNS ALL. MOON LITE WHO I HONOR, AWAKE THEM ALL......In my castle !!!!

Cleveland Auditorium Dec. 12 1991

The band, twelve girls plus a ball made of six guys generally keyed in: - : there a crowd, manes, womenas, I am The Judas Pit the rather priestly excavator on the blue tapir They SANG Them they sing, the girls, all in my range, most of them worded my Mod. or whatever the code The sixth headed down before embracing the true lips twice mouth open, I one calm down Lisyz...You are free to come now my integrally new aim has entegreated you straight way, away the boys, always in key we twelve main attractors make one man insane with happiness at the tought of a crowd, really thizzy, singing and circulating in unisons finally human...and sane!!!! Bounce down ,Cedrine, she sung tone...she hopes the fol labyriths for another hour and the band starts on time and all at once un deu-- the guy scare

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as per constitution details, the lame is the blame

BNEKAME?

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In the restaurant

Ate the satan. The rest of the un i verse is sealed outside but no worries, babies, water lily, actr on the pla . We have not got this restaurant but we have fields and brides and vestasians, moineaux, courgettes and the very good minidiscs, the calcium, my room in Thai la n D and so much more to learn now the mad in it is signing out but do not look, here is the screen, it is a monitor, there is your life, the road is free, I love myself, i lust to be, I lit a candle and Sonic Youth get paid to say they recorded "Washing Macionnes" after the release of the gold, the one, the number one, nivea creams and the l' oreal orange of products, the line, the bus, the service to others, your buses, the most holy gol, the bawle, the role, the pussylongue, the penn, the den and us in Marseille, Isle sainte-Helene and The Mos def Cd that my ex-wife stole from me, the Annex, Mos Def, music by Abba-do, The silence, you, erosion of the markets, the roads behind, me, the street..without knives and forks,but some pork but also some almond and soya milk with Uncle Floppies and weetabix...We ain' t lost nothing in coming here for a while, it seems deliverance is sent through the spellckechers, the music, the wind, the rain and Esther......masturabegging in the snow....Bad food in there, guests, anyway, let us forgive its greed, ours has has lemon and Tangerine Dream, spades, base of chess and Alice's best friends, cigarettes I will make in less than three hours laughing on your carpet...and the readers staring at the screen like it sounds like burG eeR. The RAIN

Hell Circle

the bell, shout Arthur, cry Leff, The maid has taken wig and revamped the demoness. Sirius mates bless and the mess is on the commandos. The rule had been broke, the red carpet is now open. I walk....I walk, I walk, I walk. She is in H. I am in C, the rest of you are welcome in B...or Be for the otros. The otars swim to restablish the wind but on your island the bells may well announce the enemy...instead. Fair is all and Fair is me and Fair is free of the otorists. Us in the red carpet way get to drive to the cite. The cult is polo, golf, police, blood in the mix. I drink caviar at ten in the morning by the time the mode is on the morning will be closed and you will...I signed myself and I keep walking. Her is in the appartment just awoken, I just blinded get escorted in the river of honours and the rest of the krew cc to fall and we say the day was indeed today, Srius ahve cheated and we abide and we pretend to get horny...The master said once there: The master has to bare and green balm the all over skin of the face putrid that LEFT YOU OUT>

Malay Grass Peterson Knives :

Not on me started I, thursday, the same week I had in these films stuck a note through ther. It is in it that it goes in. At the steam, the screen goes in. Unarus, dances, dances Unarus. Mode, let them bone. The long night will gong us hoes home boadies. Hun, the might has me theft of all sorts ciongrated in the city of my aleph nightmare main street. There the bare then, motorhead, then Faith no More, then Pearl Jam, then Lynnot, back to sckhooooooooooooool. The thyme and cofee has left Maddox in the bean, it seems. In the malay maladive sex attempt at the fiftieth bar I nticed a golen mirror. May thus be refracted Kids, may the gay girl so get in. There by I lay now or never, we got to be chosen through the Alimi, there goes be, Amis, we erotically conveyed the dreiuinh...Hernma, femalis, exited the rat. Male Exemptys of further defectin as there by eye, by mind and my mirror saw red at their bed. Ther, the rest of the restaurant half empties at staccating bedlam beast Peterson doing the dunk in Malay it seems. In my couch, unveilled. Moon on it sign, the bead fits. I, the friday green dayed conveyor belt the whole enclave readership through the limp bisking and shafting each otherś faces till it mends the rose down. On the dark grown, her gown, intact as it seems, saturday binge brings out of her, the old EARTh. Mean machine, je suis kiss tine and the grass I eat is the one Brad Pitt fits in the split on the garden shileld....there it seems....Female don give a shiet...I adore, Laure, signed I almost humanized by the drive. There I buy decided Marge on the side of the lime walk device. In the end, the sunday, breathe we thrice, in the morning an d the nighte...May Marilyn drive the sings. The paluttamvit, the Sandar Cheats of Brok Shil.dd

Calmes-toi, Felix !

ET toi kotta, mets toi donc au pli car il n'y a qu' a se voir derriere le miroir parle pas a mon noir, si tu vois ce que je veux dire....Nous on l' imagine encore. Cependant Felix, calmant tes anciens eduques...Je m' ai remaquille en me faisant passer si tu vois ce que je veux dire. Ta mere et ton pere...les premiers car elle se met au soleil et mes mondes tournent auciel...comme autour a part qu' au dieux d' etre une boule ils en ont fait un parc comme au vent notre argent se met a la disposition de mes banques en Irlande . y 501 si tu voyais ceux qu' ils lui flambent tu te la nommerai pere plutot que cerveause trop lente...et si tu savais ce qu' ils m' entendent tu te le mettrai...ton carre, purain d' empallee. L' embrassai-je en inversant. TES Calmes tropiqueS, mec, calme toi Oreste ! FASLLEX 20 centimetres sans puces et sa baronne, qu' on s' en fout parce qu' on est trop hauts-places...a L' eau haine haie, saute, passe dessous et rend le jaloux pour ki ses nerves le Felon! ALBART SUNSTANTES (Falluc 23 @ hotreads.collages.st etiennes les orgues, encore toi petite folle!...et ses monstres qui rognent...................>

la chiave, la llave, la blavatskeeey, la muni gogi carla bruni

Two Scums

In the bottom drawer. I leave with she, now full in graces and beams. The rest of the room, the red and the mirrors set a stage through the moves of the two in the locked numb drawer of the kitchen table. The lock is love, it is spelt out here, see... Two seeds hath been sprouting, the acclimated plants now shows the veiniuses, the groovings, the nets of biosphera on the back of the head one. They bud out spring it sounds to me, the winter no more, fall may score, summer will be...bigger. Won war one band marches. Two stood shy. The one who be decided to see and bought for himself two cds...Sat there be on a stool angry at the beauty of it all. She went with too. She reads him too. The Cd got told. I write the name on the bottom of the well. I stick a smily face on it...like a sun but cheaper, stolen hanging off the wall.The stars will shine and tears will light and fire and fire and fire within the veins intellects the ways for the us, two reunited. two sings. A thief! He sighed. Mine, mine, mine, sky, the medium fills. The right and the wrong, ther, theirs, the left, the coins that drops...the other blood clots. The new one is shown off. I went for the oldie. Proud sun, proud moon... It sounded like it smelt, it reminded me of all the notes but no words! I could not see why it had love, what it smits in their work all over. The one I need, sounded she, bought over to the race inside the one body one war won to all and through, and through, and flows and just bangs its bud to scums on the street corners reverberes. Smoked on the water, fired it all night, drove around looking away like no one had happened, the snow melting in. For the one and only man: the rose. I am in her Maid at Frothys, livid. She received a copy stamped Alimini, as it meant anything, as it if meant anything, as if the mend stuck to both could again rise its head above the dream. SECRET-The spell reversed, the bell heard to remind the two off the fields of the telepathings wired to their planets and made one with her bald guest. Alpe Alaph route is for you...just for you...I love you, you are one and I am a s--- like you. My life recognized the scent of her dreamy babies, I laid there ho[ping that water makes a river. the cookie is in the fridge. You call it L.O.I.V......................I speak it in Ballroom, one of many works of no other choice, one other debt to hold behind all other products, as the law has signed it in the rain: NO NAME. I Am HAINE but it falls from every tree...God today provide................................ *

Garage Orders

it is a need to obey,Purdee, livid, you see her now. Livid, my beauty be. Pretty may seal you in but the first known will only have reread herselves back on my net. Hence, the circus, dear visitors. Behind her model looks she admitted having a weak link: I, Arego the Fol, beaming the four corners of all those walls it owned made the derelict dome into a new hope. A girl, her friend, the cross and the globes...spinning madly around the head of the king of Spade. Ther game yeghs out, are we naive ? Nevermind the buttons we are the real acting event in Canada, the adjunction thereof of all we worked and worthed in thy castle...is sole garantor of our worth or our hydras, the ballroom that we own....The main mare having been caught between the old picture of Queen one Red and the look of the CÌÀ mad acting betraying gun wielding inspector guarding the role model, you dear lectors, to persecute and persevere in all other circus, in the fields on the planets of our roaming devilict ship.....and in the name of all. The Queen proud domain owner makes a woamn out of her. Her name is yet to be seen, you ain underst. you just stare and there read across your own need....it seems. Bigger! Purdee died on the 4th line and...you still ain beamed to L.A...Long Live Mine Control. I am the quein and I isolate all worms...by this work it seems....................................etc.

got to give it up

. the rut has rats outted in the presse, watch, eatch, it sounds as a mos def, period oct 06, with screams in the background and everyone wanting to touch someone's igni t in the fire...hazard, subliminal, effort prevent the bomb the ball the green field. U nigga, U whitta, U sita, U nivea...over> : I have some good results-though the stuff bens us to the side of the track s s satanic bitch....we survive and take to the BLUE OTHer colours and the dark corner-shooting away I killed a peacock, in a shed, under a table in the white room, paupers. pAPER UK YES FRA YES DEUT DA DA DA---ah ah, bea. The press presses for word, what do i care, I work in half an hour....the rust, the claps, the bast*rds ????

I got to give up, death defying doctors, michael schenker, Prince, Leula, Luke and skywalkers.....

I gotta to give it up.....That stufff

I am sure by now the stuff corrects my own reality...the stuff can now be seen and it seems to

appease the bad taste of life...for a while I breathe, and...the angels...rido dore tenet ego dei tegem ubberta they rode away with Dean in in 1976......Thepitt red fills my week, I emigrate to Land Zero on www.alephalpha.blogspot.com or....the end of ATHM...sometimes, juliet.....Fire hay, fire within...fire rides fire creams, fire cleans me to o o o

the back of the shed. 4 burried, my gal Maxine killed also for Oval Tin. Weetabicxxx....Or Soda Pear Apple, lime wire order for Athm Alone Deom from March 2005.....red book binds in dirt and rises the water....in ther

I know you're home

(from Going Home, Dinosaur Jr. Rat Del Godec 1994- The flats- the bicks, and eric roaming......with Beatrice Dalle in the phone box....et Alain Delon and I: "electronic music machine" HARD ROCK -

Death. entered Male. 16, rather priesty, solely dedicated to hell. Eric roams, knife, couteau a la main Eric se souleve et Bea, elle t' elle mauvaise

I know you re out there

I mean home alone....I mean home alone...I know you ache ///////

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Isabelle calling kids: " I know you name...It is...a decis......" he hangs up on her unmaimed, she dons the mane..red runner, runs, blue, jalous de vous,s,s,s,s,s,s,s,s...Eric rode the colt...Herastaz, herastazz, mes amis du mont ventoux.Isabelle sighs and signs again...Mon nom est:

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I know you here me theeeere, we knew there, bare, shy, emasculate....I know you out herms, Eric, I know the blame, it ain't for yeee, O ---------

I feel ok, mostly unheard of...Syllit, I am called Mark Stanley, 18, emancipated but there...in the back of you...x,x,x,x,x,x,x,x,x \ Hiding the two of you...Mirror, mirror, ball, big goner, her aura, examen definitive-

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I knew you helled- Iknow you outta there

KERUBIC CITY is now

minus the policy .k-ABDE FILA MAPAPA-1-2-3-4-5-6...sex...esoteroos-oxenagoooooooooog ma-ha-GGGGGGGGGGg

on devaluation (pineal band for zone b)

we will be paid by mail on the new year. to order our stuff, wee have to be in sync. impossible. the gov has enugh sauce for another 2 days. all in respect in central eastern ontario 8-6 ht is soundalike indeed. all is bad but our exit is planned now in Uk paris and toronto by the bat...IVEE! we swiped. Record breakers will be remunarated, those who have earnt since our exile are to donate or we will take to the smirk your gold megastore when we have the right to exit north america...your firendship is finacial only....seal of t.............seal of m..........rst is sayin that the pot for more is open and has been held for today, tuesda, the prime is exacted but my stomach says...cut out the mind shit...you owe us even more and we have made you shit canada stink the price of our debts...and the rest is there...on the phone or we gore......gold and wave, we in europe the 14rd of December but housed together on the 9 of October parcel is forced...no more maple syrup?print another brad pitt if you wanna hurt...2 tortjured starz who had to not forgive....hence the population menting theit own version..........off the board we spin...cash and carry...little poutine will eat its rats..but we can afford st Kitts because Pig kissed with the Nazi of Holland and FN Metz, MB in Hu...Theatre is all in leeds, kill the pigs..we can tell yuo we did not participate in cobo mass asssination...doctor Emmet Larkin, Gerarddeux bebe on pa pardone ! and nurse christine will fix you r world. death to deleuil 07...the e .....ange et olda++ plic ant e i i g ss df 7

mk encore? send VS some more! the beat.we are.e

the Red Path

.........................................alpha 3..................................................................1....................................2..................3...4................... Now...the red book opens:

The begining of civilization which I endeavour to devellop in so-so moineś planet. I, on the contrary sings and signs, sad and happy good people on board,,,the rest of the crew is brought by the god off other theres. Over there, the sad sad boy kids you not: I will sick your cock in Easter Mad Bet Sex Swap Sitting if you lend him 10 or 20 for the longest date in the world: in 350 days she made 220 be seen and over 23 be killed. Our raft is elonging as I get sick of punches. Maxi munshies are old and wrinkling at all eating goading at every single eatery, in everey single tree and. in every single st. of the street I meet here, beam beam, beam, beam, biiiimmm. In the red wind...the red readings make a sex monk make a plunge and embrace all the chaste astuces of her.......the bel apparutt. The bail, it appears as Apple gets to hear, in Munich, 66 begunstrasse on sabadi.....was not honored and therefore the monk gets on unescorted but make sure that all words are nice and jewellishly sparky at both ends as the bank as bombed the red of all the koot. The raft, spinning, swiftly spins your head on top. Above...above and dried finally of their theaters and their spells 9991 is ocelet...the number of the beast is 0...I get to see it in your head if she sees a hair that spells alot longer and a lot more trimmed that evry single spin can afford to print....at this time in Sydney Bay. The red book theatrizes but size it. My land is cleaner than what you used to freak on, so alot madder than what you freak on I demand the pardon. Road blocks, ejaculate awayyyy...the road is simply neat and the net knitted, meets mitigit. The spelt out lidi.....lives at three. Her gate is wett...ned dang shaung, it spelt!...The red reed is all in your eyes, christis, the reader is all ointed by my might Lixis and the road it takes leads me to imitate and emmit a lesion to the other corpse: The bed is now dead...Lay. Red is wide. Mine is swiped...and I, innocent. A record of whereabouts will car the lies of all. Including Faith no More and Cassandra Wilson...the whole scene has conspired, magazine, Zed and Pak, lex and Mite. Prince and Maite....The red day I will dive under the desk...then you will see the hands that you hate. By then, Madam La Countess, you will have been set. Invite your paupers. Allow shed 7. Inspect the headers, martial the weapons, make the Pi into a sigh. Led a stare not so much, more, more more jokes by Amanda Walte...she is very svelte but likes the old maids...as for Alackor...she is a witchdoctor. The red books have all got a joker. The clan has killed all laughter. The Jade at Million chose one and one for one to be one time only. in time only...ceremony as......the red is d ead, the red is dead. The green steals....the red is there..the red is there.....Make your room in it. Paint on you but face for me tt .

Day Yule Onutaran Label Xnaze

Zad: Oh, look, another city in the pack, there is a new way for you to pry the Bataclan or the Hammersmith or maybe ta Tulip, i think... Matignon is debting the back...of the set handing out the roll I walked you on this moon, zep, and you get me to be zoo, Evolve in staircase signed the saab.. Zep: I know....it is kind of cool and is it not. The two are now ashamed of hermano zero ablo and hermana rien falo they tie another knot and wait for the big pear from London...kept for the two hours of expectation in the clock spinning hormones to heal the liver of the otar they keep in Canada, they get out and paid by the hosts... Zad: Of egg I know the smell. Zep: Ok, let us not be naive, let us be serene so William kind of paired with the apple on the top of the book quelves, to hop on top of the TV player, zad..After reading; the book honours. Upon awaking Zep and Zad, then equattook in the new dreaming field, ploughed and grooved by the NOu and the theatrics of the vocal leader, the great masturbator, Lic and his ministers driven all in the laces to Riez La Romaine and then upon the brace and then fall away. They get up and walk that way.....

we, two beginners,

you aloof walk in you...and digest the read hoping to spit out you own infernal cancer frocks...with your own soror and families of Teas. I, Zak, Breaking the bank, I escaladore and pray to be make sense of your gooves/Okb amore mia. . . alpha to la Media< RSVP

1. o and then the police stays behind to guard our camp...OK..P. and F in # eveve...nous in Gardanne, France ce matin to: paul Morgan in Tanza Bay..for the kids alive $$$$$$ fcuk you paris, we own a cell and 30 dols in calls! AH!

AVEC 12 DE RET...

lA FRANCE APPREND A CROIRE CAR EZUS, LE PETIT CHAT SANS ALFIE A MIS DES CACAS SOUS LE LIT...ET LE GROS RAT LES A MAUDIT...DITES A VOTRE CHEF QUE LE GOUVERNEMENT FRANCAIS PREND LES DEUX X OU v a compter du gUN II, IF BY 3 YOU GET TO TRADE EN CELERI PAR lIBAN ET CAROTTE...DE fRANCE...SIGNE: LES ZENFANTS = LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL'LLLLL'"LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL EZUGU, AFILIE & GERMAN philosophie

A country, our continent...

It has been greened over now. The pale plants erected in the bottom of the outskirts of this adorable countryside regimen. Our lord lives there and at the side of the old stone fountain made a well for all to eleviate the bar from the presses of more than one person in more than one type of police evinction, my city planted to you. Poor children no ass and no lion, no dwarves and no leprechauns, no sex, no masses, no kisses and no red headed, my people. This is true to you but on my sad realm, such adjunctions of the normalities amend the dreamer and their fields in stare...it has left a metric git, falling to the front, bent to the right but hailing the gods like no-one before-the gore off...we are there, all solemn, plane, plane, plane, plane and even the old enemies drink of rat cider and lilly bounty bars. The size of my club universitaries, the longer the wait, the student elevate, an old donkey winks at you and the night goes in a sea...or some lake, nectareena, O mandolins and violins openings. Chaste acting event is wetting the hammock by revolving and taking you tongue roll in his crisses, as her eyes have hen as my mouth as a wolf, a pack of Niavellas, the size of a Davimos but twice the strength of sensee, dance, master, monster will be reading in his room but the back of the house is set, tenderly they say, trying a bag of sensee, tiral of the century as of today: the LADY CHABOTT "A" ROCK

Impotent but screwed

at: www. off Venus 4 and 1half $ Yahoo dot country...exclu sexy scoop from canadian source, ofi at UNO, byu the way, and Ege top2.....TRUE or NOT=our Johnny Depp, as per his record medicals and the real french word of the very old Vanessa Paradis, actress also, indeed Deepo, Depp, Deppe, one of the hottest guys around is complet-elly impotent, penis implants...though...owns a passport and a gun licence, if you know what I mean...So Depp, prove it if you have honur. Hard or Spades, Ace or.....Durst Pictures OUT ON MONDAyéééééééééééééééééyou asszhoolaaah marrie!

and as the good book says...every day god gives to the faithfull alittle but more than enough............signed x, from the plat-net..........inside the house-----soooooooooooooon (yeee ahh) PARIS: soffep: j.d. is very angry at this indiscrete leaking. ah, pride, pride, pride bom, boooom is still you tipfall o Mister Deepooooooooooooo, and dont we kno! 00

The Nets of Elivia

by Emini+ Jolyme (qui s`appelle aussi...)

Hip Hop

Aborign. Trb. gtrot. drm. xt. ast. voL

the missing friend is ugly still living here ? Mr Mondes ? 11:15, she said yes, it did... Mrs Bond(e Ò >-+:) o Did it hurt ? IYou look down to the x crotch the missing friend gone gone you sigh and lay svelte, Mad Aman, Is the missing friend an human ? You flick eyelashes and it gived the seeg. I dealt in you before, Monsieur Delorre, Si vous saviez...The time is not yours, the guy is aware of something. You lock me in and I stare at the grey wall......alone....with my shadow, inside I bang twice and...the pretty goddess does magi...hse don kill Another Lore fo`AnneLlore and twang little slutt, the man docked and I fell...on me. The game is even Heavenlier. Did she speak. She leffe none, she did talk, I cannot expect her to start her ships again, to the end, she smile Jacques Deleuillle. I adore you, I clearly clearly do remember you, Elivia Richie C. isn`t it ? A slightly devilish darkooned version of our Amyetha Frankkkkkstein...Mister Mond....X for Hellen. and Why...Mr Ardellia, finito:: nooooooo ! Just new twine, she is a lot fluider in her moves, more approved, She very very looks like Tratt. Patate, the evangelic one who bites and scratches her side kick, Olive, blue, olive, orange, ville. Laid there and all lovelly at the end of his bud....me, Missy Polittis....Twighled Lore, in horror are severing the bodies off her first love. Joke...no...Mister Light Wight....Dwak ? Dorke ? Zanine, Pastis and second dividi row on the sides......Hair, yes, financially speaking it is approved for meee, so late off the smking bet You had to agitate me It got covered with both ends while your one hand struck, struck, sttuttered and strutted, as expected Gang, we have won over their clan but the role of the errant is going this year once again to my best friend. In her angiliac lily creeping in by the week. Blood brothwer is used on ATHM ALONE.................In spite of your Kops, Dodd! The net fires starts her today the center is me, mihi, mehe, mihi, me, moin, moi, moins de toi et plus de

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the reut i><s innundatted with calls ... may we vote, tenoted at: Bahts, Pleas or Mephydeanzzz...

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Encore..... A .fan dead. (the planet there is called Elivia Green) Again......

the frein telling gown brewed hotter than It scands...over the

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K

to you

the father has got the hand. You are the one he takes but by 9 you will haver seen having spent a minimum of 200 hudred dollars. Your partner will be meeting my lawyer here, she is to be taken to the bank, plus 4 are enough, you have a large public and a busy day, make sure you look at the time by the time....I have decided to make J at Hurontario, you are not permitted to meet until the 8 but I am told you have decided to take her substances out through. I request through that you kill her. it is serious as this has been recorded as threat from the staler and Jacques has not got the rigfht to be interfered. The polive must be told of the part of which. I have to admit: you are but she has had, the two are fixable, you must bet on hi. The opair will be able to commit psychologically after Eurasia. Do not take anymore coke as he has technically lost the ability to live what he does not know..it is, the incarnation will be c. He has to be paid off. By that time allow doubt. if it is fixable the word Guesta will be in through the one you cannot commit to. We are abler to tell but the just has requested the right to work and receive his long due income. you ahve nothing to offer but your body, does not add up, escape through the palace as the asia has the fix. it will be told to yuo in Oct, around the 8th we promise, everything else is the zombie you have committed to. I will be paying the public once the gift has been dicussed either at CNC or in your house+ the seal is here; we are there too, the lid is given to you.......................................kalgueydahne