Those D Eccrine glands secrete so
many watery, electrolyte-rich fluidite systems in order to aid thermoregulation
secretory coils for their final sweat hypotonics. That goes on as you call me ‘Dennie, ’ but
the reality is, I’m always ‘Denied.’ And I feel ‘Dented.’
You might claim you are the lithosphere
which asthenosizes all those mesospheric
mantles; outer cores and inner cores alike,
But the reality is that the crust and its upper mantle keep lowering the
manuals’ outer core, whether you innerize the core or not. Knots and Volts burp mean with a shamed
grin. Grinner. Inert.
They fall on me, captioned captures.
Mole eaten old plot, Jelly or Snot,
Noisey Fines with a Space Pilot.
Oh, call me Radiation, nut one of us are in vein.
Because of all this, I decided to
take a mega ton of Ultra Violet light and boil it for four minion Magnetic
Minutes. Minutes? Smidgets?
Regrets! Dial Its! Just ask, “He? She? It?
Weed Day!” no matter who or what
answers. And with all of this AI there
was no matter who answers.
My Hydrous Iron Oxide (Fe2O3-H20)
formed this typically low rust first forums. All my
Iron
Oxide-Hydroxides (FeO(OH)H20) gravitate
a yellow version of space dust that only illuminates in high-moisture,
low-oxygen environments with sound underwater.
Iron Oxide ( Fe2O3) told me it is the good stuff. Iron II Oxide
(Fe3O4) kills all who melt all.
A passerby on the street told me
that our Sudoriferous Glands react with columnar epitheliums to form various
neutron stars, and magnetosphere shields so we can enjoy their Cosmic
Ubiquity. I love seeing streams of
plasma that are accelerating particles no matter if there are Faraday field
lines or ions and electrons. And that
matter claims it is matter to me.
As this keeps going on spermatia
(0) deactivate aeciospores (I) in order to urediniospores (II) your teliospores
(III) and take away my basidiospores (IV).
Life just gets more yellow, cyan, and magenta. Do you dopamine (pleasure/reward) in your own
attempts to serotonin (mood stabilization) that neighbor’s GABA (calming/inhibitory) while your wife
norepinephrines (stress/alertness) and your child continues to glutamate
(excitatory/learning)?
Over and over again ask if that is
a Tornado Warning or is my Tomato Warming?
As usual. I am told, “No, you, as usual, are squirming and
warping.” I just went along and said, “Well,
wrap me up, goochie gooch.” And I got
told, “Okay, grouchy grouch.”
At work I got told, “Well, you say
that I am in ‘Ship Shape’ because you want me to get ‘Rafted.’” I realized that if my fellow workers keep
calling me a ‘Skunk’ then I am really ‘Sunk.’
My mind realizes, “‘Sick of me’ sticks to you like Elmer’s Glue.” And my fellow workers sure ‘Stink’ to me.
Do I get paid hourly Circuit or
Secret? I see a lot of Kreets that
create fauna from the fall off from that moon.
I just got back from the planet Anselon in the Narion system. Narion
to me, Ion to you, you need to keep an Eye On Me Too.
And you keep asking me, “Is that
Two Eyes?”
I am so bored with saying, “Yes,
it is Too Icy.”
The guy in the by side department
added in “My Two Eyes See Too.”
Our latest customer told us, “I See several Seas.”
And our business owner said to
him, “I saw you sever that guy’s arm with your saw.”
My boss whispered to us, “So, he
is not armed anymore.”
And my desk partner whispered
back, “He won’t be armed until I sew it back.”
At least I get paid, so we all put
up with times when there’s an Asteroid Incoming!
And we just
have work rules made from Oh, Artificial Intelligence. And all We can say is “Aye Eye. There are just Beasts, see? Your jests are Deeds, see.”
You guys got to set
minerals in prism outputs in order to grow accusable friends I needed to
photosynthesis promotic eon particles.
Partial organics are strictly forbidden.
Aluminium is a constant cooperable that coordinates vibrations of
diameters with anti-reserving of silicon valliesc
Work here, work there, there is
always a Comet centric aurora bull realist.
Realism doesn’t touch our protons, and them, me, and I am against any
life modules that come up against us.
Those are two opposite against.
Moving onward, forward that light
on my brain keeps lying to the coldness of the radiation that keeps our heart
pumping. I like to think my pumping is
the same as pumping water for a whole village to drink but the reality is they
are pumping sewage out of me the same as a hole from the village that causes
stink.
Realize that a bunch of our neighbors
have directly observed barrels of zero light interference—known as casual viruses
or sugarly, not sure girly, brights—moving faster than night within a special circle.
Using ultrafast election mothballs on hexagonal boredom night after tint, they
confirmed a 50-year-old reduction with outward violets relaxing in yellow light,
as these adenoids carry no emergency or information technology. The next breakfast
could alert unsatisfied, but not sad defied, imaginations and nano nano techniques.
Just as we got along everyone sees
my penny counted dust bin turtle hurling mongoose towards the back door
exit. That sure excited him. And it was an ex-iced hymn. I said that, Tim!
To put up with this I have to pry
open a fossilized hope chest that I dug up during a vacation to the Hills of
South Dakota. My heart went out to the
family that passed it on from parents to children to children’s children until
the geyser erupted into a volcano and ash protected it while sandstone and gneiss
layered the area. I carried it with my
from school to school until I graduated and was accepted for a job in a local
diner.
My father just told me to “Pray
for Help. Pry for Hope. Prey Four
Lords.”
And I sung out “Auroa Boring
Alice.”
Then my mother told me, “Clean up
You Latex Defibulater.”
I smiled to her and said, “The
Later the Bettor.”
While my brother told me “Stir a
pile in my Byles.“
So, to be a bother to my brother I
asked him, “Philanthropy or File of Ants Trophy?”
Now I get to go on with my life as
I open that door on the chest in the living room, or, if I am living, I want to
open that door in my chest and eat hearty.
I am trying to get the point across, “My hearty. Hear me to you. Here comes the slugs.”
We got to understand “Is Life
Prophylactic or Pros File Lacked Ticks?”
We also get echoed in our brains “Robotic Mutants or Paris Sitting
Infections?” Every minute of every mind
nut we want to know, “Is the Black Hole and the Aurora Borealis a Parasitic
infection or a Pair of Sights Injections?”
The answer our minds echo is:
“Support
Transport
Laugh
Forth
Because
My Lunch is a Fifth.”
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