floating free the walrus sat idly upon the tip of an ice cube soaked in vinegar while rusting vigorously over the frizzy chunks of tasteless death or life or however you see it needs to be or not to be that is the question of the preponderance of the evidence that demands a verdict while we sit and sour in the pews what is that odor eaters that go in shoes to eliminate the smell of your stinky feet as the tread upon the barren earth that we have been created from the dust and that is where we shall return.
