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A Poem That Spontaneously Came Into Existance

Stealthy [Edit] [Delete] 00:25, 30 September '08

FORE!
My ball is now three.
My opponent condignant; upon source of gnosis.
Ou.
Signed the meta taxis of your tarsal.
++33. No parcels allowed, or indeed aloud.
Not here, on the green of the cenobiots.