tetragrammaton

it's around the time to've found the line for black x's.

this plan surpasses the last of all the t rex's.

where's the surrounding pounds to round up the yard varks?

i'll stop+go around if your yarn barks!



well, swell, but i'd go thru hell for those smelling scents.

it makes nothing but no sense....



it's all under control,

or assuredly i'll hold you to that fact.

knowing we can't quite move when we're under attack,

i've got several flat cats to fend for that.



the shish-ka-bob's are all awash.

i'll swish a cash machine to slosh.


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