Saturday, September 27, 2008

No Oasis

Saw a scared arab save a sacred scarab. Scar scared arab, sacred scarab! There's no oasis!

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Albeit nonchalantly, the rain doth dampen and hamper activities anon. Careless caution only ever becomes paranoia projected instead of the perilous protected. A thirst with no quenching is as popular as a bar with no wenching. I am in love with another, cries the moon to the wolf. Stay your baying lest he come to bleed your aching heart.

Beware your buying power, lest you realize all you've been sold is debt.

Fortuitous flow of fetching speech ebbs no less than furthering its reach. While word canoes your ear harbor choose, flow with those who go and muse. Sitting in a river of smoothsome blues.

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