Versuri Axilla
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I dropped the buzzard in the sand and trudged off slowly toward the town,.

I needed dinner and a place where I could throw my weight around,.

I detected faint axilla scent that put me off my appetite,.

But mouflon warring where I went renewed in me a need to fight,.

Then reveling in mirror mask I soon was lost in foggy ditch,.

Without a feather gray or white to tickle that piano witch,.

Fearing that I must expose my worm to holographic haze,.

My Clinometer error rose and spawned in her new mawkish ways,.

I woke the witch with reverence reserved for serpents, snails, and slugs,.

I pulled the witch from out the ditch and turned to face the furry thugs,.

The sheep they smiled with teeth agleam,.

The weapons in their hooves revolved I detected a prostatic ream,.

I gulped and felt my loins dissolve!!!!!!!!!