writing
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Sir-cuit Breaker
“I like big books and I cannot lie– Y’all other readers can’t deny– When a tome strolls past with its thick old spine– It’s like, damn novel, you so fine…” It sort of just keeps going like that, the song is way longer than I remembered. Really the only other part worthy of your time… Continue reading
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We All Float
Good day and dear auspicious readers, bored over the shoulder voyeurs and generally confused pets. Always an honour. I’m not going to ramble on for once, I believe today’s composition worthy of my restraint. I do hope you enjoyt, despite only writing it a couple days ago numerous hours have gone in at this point.… Continue reading
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Engineering°C
“Well well, what have we here? How ever did you get past security? Prendergast! Prendergaaast!? Crumb cake, where is that incompetent bumbler… very well, I suppose you’re here for some sort of linguistic escapade? Or to rob me of my priceless antique ivory animal figurines. I surely hope the former, nothing else needs to die… Continue reading
Dread Poets Sobriety 