Imagine life was different than it ever’d been before.
A rushing soaring pulling tugging certain king of roar.
The heavens cried calam’ous strife
and new was born once more.
The ocean king ascends his throne a glory new to pour.
But falcons soft descended in the underbelly fore.
A time, to shout, the softest pout, did ever ‘pear once more.
But canny was the falcons terror tearing sudden lore
The oceans pouring with their mist did wash away once more.
Now boater loft forgotten toys aloft another shore.
And in a rush a flame did gush ascending red once more.
But in the crush, forgotten hush, a warbler spouting tore
asunder kin from lavish sin
no longer to be bored.
>>8039971
bump
is this about someone losing their virginity op?
>>8040047
>The ocean king ascends his throne a glory new to pour.
his carnal scepter enters womb and smears her legs with gore
you are probably right :3
>>8040047
its about smoking weed
>>8040080
I'm so nerdy/druggy write iambic pentameter for fun to describe obtusely the comparison of smoking a bond and fighting a a naval war. Its like the stoners version of SSB
Local medical