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Jake Baked HisSelf a BirdDay Cake !
EveryThing, unto even the littlest
Thing
of my me,
X-posed..........
X-poseur, X-faux'being , X-vox'humana,
X-loved, X-loved, X-loved, X-loved,
X-loved, X-loved, X-loved, X-loved, X-loved, X-loved, X-loved,
X-loved, X,X,,X,X,XXX
the orbits of (your) sanity no longer apply / give-it-a-try,
(too short on supply, Mr.Stupidman / aye!)
as wee be
running out of time, whilst
running into time - distended (bloated),
prefigured like,like,like The Scale of One to Ten prefiggers Pain.
prefiggers all associated pre-judice, sense(s)-of-boredom, (as does not eXist !)
So
is the end of X-posure (of verity).
To soon be revived or renewed.
Epi'logue -
It's all a good-natured joke, Jake.
Don't take it to heart, Jake.
( or ye might just spill on the floor,
Jake ).
2020dankozakdkzkpoomplusBadPiXtr2020nov24th/
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