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Monday, July 26, 2010

Neptune calls


I should be cleaning the litter box. but I'm fixated on the division.
A story, helps.
A land whose hero's slumber. And the madmen rule
the perfect villain who wants to destroy all life
A dead planet, a prison planet. Rule over the resources
"All Mine" is the mime
Take it down to sell it off.... and we are sipping Martini's on the brink a hair is added and we all fall down.
Humpty Dumpty can't be put back together again.

Every thing is top secret Black Art funding top secret
Gun to the kings head, He is under the sway of Worm-tongue.
Fear and pretence Rules the City that trumps all rules