New Centaurians
spear thrust beneath Adam's rib
Merry Christmas!
.
Cogito ergo
I will be taken by ten
A right soul shake, wot?
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arrow thru the sun
We're star stuff, said Captain Carl
Hey, who cut the cheese?
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Today we play clue
The origami clouds weep
self censorship blows
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"O Heraclitus!"
Mark Twain in the pilot house
mississippi queen




