The Lenient Seeker - Tully Tipsy Torpy, A Good Fleet away to Feel

You're a real baby

There must be an orange hole on your unilaterally unsatisfied poor pore porcelain sunset-sky skin.

Braid blaze, of the course you are a baby, the white 65 year old Rag
right
behind
every
colored Dumpster --

Here : Don't care - Don't care anymore

I will care if you don't - I will care if you don't I swear --

The blue scene raises, slick baby ;

Wrinkled grey, you move your body chunks: liquid heavy, a sense, a quiet

Falls ; Purse your squeezes ; Sleep your times 

I will hold your worry ; Your insane duck punch

I will sorry your head lift ; Just follow the groove

You are best - feeling solid - hungry human - Hold you, Babies.

The End