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Saturday, May 08, 2004

Musings of the fermented barley

Corn tablets.
Over dried.
Up the goat house.
Trees farmed by ex-sailors.
Dubloons sitting on the edges.
The sound of hooves.
Hash browns.
Myocardial infarction.
Black jellybeans.
Heated carpets.
Off kilter and out of whack.
Here comes the cat, prepare food at once.
Gorbachov, man of his word.
Indigo blue.
Equatorial Daisies.
Kevlar may be strong but it still breaks.
The Sitar - fine instrument.
Stapler or not?
Keen beaf steaks.
Badgers, Budgies and Buffoons.
Confucious liked playing music too.
Alien - one naughty beastie.
Wolf. Wolf. Wolf of the night.
London far away.
Jump to light speed.
Full of things but lacking in everything.
Brain scan reveals nothing.
Kippers?
Read my lips, Toucan bar-fly.
Weedle your way out of this one.
Bajesus!

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