Bursef Maloah came through the door, turban twisted one eye awry. Sneering without lips, she dropped a bomb of unaplomb and cried to us for those long gone.
Bravo, guurgle. Eggcellent poesy. X-specially like One Eye Awry. Want it for my band name. Now all I need is a band. And with all this Radical Islamic Terror, we need to go back to the simpler days of the Unaplomer.
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Bursef Maloah came through the door, turban twisted
one eye awry.
Sneering without lips, she dropped a bomb of unaplomb and cried to us
for those long gone.
Strangely, we understood.
Bravo, guurgle. Eggcellent poesy.
X-specially like One Eye Awry. Want it for my band name. Now all I need is a band.
And with all this Radical Islamic Terror, we need to go back to the simpler days of the Unaplomer.
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