Thursday, March 19, 2009

justwrite 19 march

there are only so many acorns in my pocket and if i have to lock it then we'll all be in for a disappointing toaster oven of a shoving match and the catch is that to give all you can get you've got to have bought a connection worth twenty thousand pounds and that's not around the block i can tell you i can smell you a mile off broadway and the stage is the thing where to sing is immeasurably more acceptable than in an undirected role strolling about the street with a treat and a trophy case trying to lure in something worth mounting which means a fish will not do or even two with large jaws and surreptitious claws which you'd never expect which is the direct reasoning behind the use of such an adjective and if you ask me there's a dashedly wild number of clauses without pauses fences without borders sorters without disorder and i know you didn't ask but there's a trash that can and a recycling bin that's well in the way of the play on words and you've probably heard but i'm well bent on mentioning it again that the scan can only see what's there and it can't compare to what you thought you were who you knew to be the answer when the chancellor came to call and all the king's horses turned to chess

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