Bleaches its anus. Savory loblolly hologram
Summers. I like banjos. I like
It’ll grow back. You are the first black
Person I have ever met in real life. This
Alcove a strobe so ablaze with resplendence
The sun itself cast doth a shadow! O my nasty God.
Votive pyromania. You people.
As white as the presidential race itself. You have snapped thrice in a Z
Formation. You have a sex so rough it’s concept
Ual rape. If I’m never afforded a Borealis, at least let me
Witness a meth lab explode before I die, shiny trinkets
Marring my pedicured lawn, my neatly spaced shing
Les, my cloture so blanched it brings sight to the blind.