Just when at last..
I have a 'working definition' (as therapy so as to always beecentred)
of their go-to buzzword
"narcissism" you are accused of just for being actually "bulletproof"
And i am king of all around
(nope not Jesus ive just been told he now has a shop in their shmaniac supermarket, even if in the first draft rit thisterglorious summer it was 'snake oil supermarket', Glastonbury)
to have beaten her in a duel yesterday..immediately...as soon as false alegations began suggesting she was an original REAL woman of Greenham Common she will think i didn't noticed it became rather second draft, amended, very soon "well i popped there once a week with cake for the wimmin"
King... i had them staring at me for hat reasons rather than the usual not wearing of their compulsory costume..
...out of the Blue
With her royal gait
comes the couple, whom invented badger-hate
Extiction Rebels to look the part
THEIR farmerly market rich bitch stall
Placards and postcards "save it ALL"
funny that when a few years later Rob tells my chronicling machine up on "them" hills
" ehh well maybe there was one left in there burried alive
"but the rest well we checked to see if they were home...
nope all long gone..."
which is very strange and proof of magical powers
As i can track, especially her bigfoot footsteps...
not a sight or sound....
All of them Watership Brocks....still snug underground
Their last 'sanctuary' found
when THEIR JCBs came and buried them alive
ten, twenty..maybe thirty five
(shetoo like Mothtoo must take all of the flack
as i know their false words were shared in the sac)
Hahhh hahhh... The Source....
This time i need not hide....
as https://dilettanteenvironmentalism.blogspot.com/
had to heart in mouth until i was gone)
her (LA actual Grande Belazza) skirts are "svelte" but wide enough for as to protect me and 'hide'
in plain man site
All day and tonight.
