Let us all make a poem. Throw a single line and when theres

On a cloudless river.

Only one enemy remained; two, if you counted God.

>>8778828
that runs and runs endlessly, maple leaves

>>8778868
Color'd too bright adjust faithfully to thy sight.

>>8778886
Wew lad

licks, tickles, and kisses the grass

>>8779489
Big fat horse sticks up my ass

a shimmering doodlebug drifts down the gleamy wet

>>8779505
It tickles and i wiggle playing games in this horse hole

When i pull out, so does chocolate from the asshole

Perhaps it's a piece of soap.

forrest nymphs dancing in lava gleefully in their steel suits