Thursday, December 24, 2020

dada poem

 And have you ever been to the dada of the dada states of dada?

The expansion is repulsive.

You mean a young boy who is a young boy?

The idea of my family and pearl jam.


I'm so beautiful and a bottle of rum.

It has been luck to the star of the game for a long noses game.

It sounds like a little children in the word of Narnia.

I am not sure if I can put a young boy in the word of a bottle of water.

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