Mordenkainen, my brain has been replaced with french onion soup.
Pop my eardrums and let the river flow into an abyss of african swallows.
They'll joyfully bath in the juices of cheese flavored neurons.
They'll gleefully glow bright brightness and grow to the size of planets.
Oh woeful is the great barnacle monster and its applesauce apprentices.
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