Thursday

Mrs rhizome

Mrs rhizome came home with her shoes on backwards. Married Mrs Deleuze her cunning drafting wakes did not good. Not a good to world was done with her pun and mun. What pardon pun was that, lexicaled by the strata of her state? her phoneme was the simple compound of luster and glitter. Glance alock the lane of tune-up willy and her softward software puddle.She was aloof to any desire..More after good blog- home came as when a baseball bounces down field and the whatchamacall it stoppin it splits his pant. leg. cocking her Ear.Lesbic to her true 'haunt' self acloud of knowing dhows surround her.