Victorium Solum Wethegreatestnever #poem May 28, 2019July 22, 2019 0 Minutes Of everlasting ook-ha’d laughing. Sweep the four, go. Floor the Doormat. New HighScore! He walked and coughed and clocked and corfed. Nined the oranges, Got sevens to green. Stuck in the race. Between time and the dream. Travels in switches. We did not go fishing. But Pissed on the dishes. Swished so efficiently the swish switched to slishing. Pleasing it is, when glitches bare gifts. [please insert 25 cents to continue] Just kidding next post coming soon. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by Wethegreatestnever I love books, music, art, politics, philosophy, and theology View all posts by Wethegreatestnever Published May 28, 2019July 22, 2019
