Friday, July 31, 2009

UnderWhere

UnderWhere


They are there in definition to keep outer pants and things clean. They ride up unless they are long legged things. They ride down if they are shorts. They do never become publicly involved unless by accident in throngs. Who could not sit in lieberry with them on and only them upon. They stay on who too long who has not drawers to keep them inn. He wears the same long pair for several weeks of days. They would tar and feather me for spotted place upon the UnderWhere its not what you may think. Perhaps who was just eating some potatoes near the brink oh no they fell oh no that looks like hidden ink. Who cannot laundry matte or wash them in the River or the streaming water ruins things. But oh the pointers and the laughers imaging the thing the hidden excrement that it could be what nicities forgotten would anyone look at whos long UnderWhere and say it must be them potatoes quite forgotten gotten rotten there. Perhaps a headlong dash in someones sprinklers is in order but who is staying dry and so the odours is quite something a long limited day of please who go away combined with public places that who visits in his UnderWhere he smells livid and alivly hood is being made and formed of love in this quite vivid new rendition of whos UnderWhere above.


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