a Fucking Goddamn Blarmy Turgle
waddled to the stage
oh come on who put this goddamn blarmy stage here?
…………………………she said said they the turtle
circles tittered “there”
stages kept erupting.
…•..fucking goddamn blarmy circles • muttered
Wisp in air of shambled forward with a toothate
excuse me turtle-
a Fucking Goddamn Blarmy Turgle! she said (turtle)
yes but sir what medicine would brew and give inside a ghost…. medicine would you
give a ghost inside a toothake?
AH FOR CHRIST SAKES WHo let this pissing wisp ant… oh
I’ve wanted to talke to you
Whenever I get all NUMBER 23 I’ll take a look at this map and remind my Brain to
stop it brain 🙂
Triangles heard the question yet squeezed her eyes tight and tried not to listen to strike blows on ground.
“There’s a plane, it’s not a plane,” hissed one, ungainly.
“I’m dead?” Plane demanded and collected in wet corners of the cave, groaning in a pitiful.
Ahh there were circles, whimpering “are.”
Line hit, bounced up and down in dark, light
it fell through crack and showed 2 dimensions, squirming.
“No, you’re a stick! A twig two ways …” shouted squig, a strong back.
Don’t let it move, don’t let it move all prayed.
Plane turned around, started yelling erupted turtles, coffee and large.
“What’s a coffee?” thought a vapor, and cried the whole rest of the night.