Pantheon of Wirdleneck Toytown leaks like a kindred carwash The powdered undercrevice stenches dull wine An orbital radish floats along phallic clusters Through a purple candlebra engorged and swollen Thrush lurks in Wirdleneck Throbbing filth and pent up custard He yawns flat, while violins vacuum themselves And fat, squeaky upstarts rub themselves furiously Pointing sideways at Ogle Duck Thrush warbles,and wets petals with his vibrosnout Odd painted rubber children climb out of Archie's shed And with multi-faceted diamond spanners They fix toytown in minutes Some escape, but some parachute themselves in the foot A beautiful myriad of cucumber moonbeams Collide with the aforementioned orbital radish Thrush frowns at Pobnasty as the whole galaxy supernovas And turns into salad Archie can only gasp and admire the magnificent cleavage on display In Wirdleneck, all the men wear bras.Birth sign: Aquarius
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