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Jul 21, 2006 10:45

Pouting pandas don't cry. 
Gyrating gyrating gyrating. 
Sad cheeks, rosy. 
Limbs loose. Gyrating.

Everyone must breathe
until their dying breath
We don't all get to breathe
this fresh air. Gyrating.

Pouting pandas will pout.
We will be wide-eyed.
We will be sad.
We will be gyrating.

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recklessrex July 26 2006, 19:20:30 UTC
and i will be a yak shaver. and you will be a pouting panda.

i got your letter. i am currently tying to track down an envelope.

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