'Worms! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!'
Night blindly fell, and Smith's Speedibus
piddled across Germany generally towards Leicester
through waves of light. 'You say that Voooarrmsssss';
she was strapped to the wall again and again
by bands of sodium brightness that beat under one blind.
'You've got as much grace as a cod, Douglas.
I love Romantic Germany.'
Thursday, December 04, 2008
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