I was a child
Of the fifth sun
I never thought
In my wildest imaginations
That I'd get run
Off the face of the planet
By a genetically-modified rabbit
Called Janet
Who had developed
The unfortunate habits
Of splashing water
All over the shop
Or simply leaving it
To rot
Inside the temple
Isn't that mental?
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Author:
Mutley Ravishes (
Offline) - Published: July 6th, 2024 19:31
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Comments3
Ya gotta
Watch out for
that genetically-
modified rabbit๐ฐ
called Janet! ๐ฑ
She's pregnant
I heard.. ๐๐๐๐
Best regards โ๏ธ. Thad
Pregnant with a new race to populate the planet! The place will be overrun in no time at all.
Mental indeed......I heard Genetically modified rabbit doesn't taste as good. Lol good write Mutley, it has a nice flow.
Thanks, Mason. That made me think what if the flow got so smooth that people forgot what they were reading and went into a trance?!
Lol, don't want that to happen.
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