Thread: walk in and have a seat game
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the dusty road to
Perdition and beyond
any sense of
reality based visions
known to man
where the imagination
not even are
believable, except on
Sunday evenings, when
the moon is
blue, it often
happens that some
French cheese makers
bake blue-moon models
of sailing frigates
for the children
of well-to-do hobbits
collecting any item
that was green
every spring, but
only when (the) Moon
let cows jump
it and wander
down (the) Milky Way
through the looking
-glass equipped starfleet-members
that flew as
hummingbirds past the
impressed on-lookers hoping
to find shrubberies
where do-gooders might
dwell in peace
waiting as always
for evil to
happen without missing
its ugly head
which was priced
as the smallest
available monetary increment
ever known in
any purse carried
by innocent pick-pockets
in hope that
it would be
full of silver
and priceless jewels 
toward helping pay
the dept of an
impoverished uncle who
regardless to wealth
