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blood ran from his head like rain from a haystack

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Friday, March 6, 2009

A Litter Ation

The Lichtensteinian linguist
lost in a reverie.
labor though he must -
languished lackadaisically.
Posted by vee at 12:20 PM
Labels: adjectives pertaining to Lichtenstein and the urgencies inherent therein

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