Panoramic Pickled Pigs C

Warbling otters never fly in pans. So be mindful when taking oneself on an extended journey to the never ever. Bats can be great fortesses. Fodder for god. Wow. Swoosh. How quite ridiculous an arrow in a pointed hat. How nonsensical. And whimsical. Wimpy orifices then in a geranium moon beam. Pointless picking a platted plant in a midnight caress. Oh how tangible the lucid aura of a booming bass bin. Tripping out a tide. Tangible elephant tusks. Well,they're out to take a bead. A bead of thought. Of progress. Oh how and wow the spinning Catherine wheel takes in the flame. X diaphragm of a candle. Spin spin spin then spun. Ah good now have a rest on a plastic tyre. No restriction. No laws in a layered outfit of leaves fur and fauna. Radiating. Radios. Radical. Radioactive radiant radishes. Xx Xeon xi. *** City centre clapping *** orbited ornately xx hahahaha xx xx I like the aroma of bean sprouts in a morning pan *** panoramic *** z