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Indiana Jones and the Temple of 'shroom (Free verse) by SupremeDreamer

Think before you speak and use that mushroom of yours keep forgetting that, oh well. Thats ok, I'll remember when they bite and chew slow on my skin, forgetting now, where do I begin on this road again? So many forks, and theres no spaghetti no ones throwin confetti during my parade, oh well. Thats ok, I'll remember when they laugh and say nothing afterwards- keep the silence for me my friends, I've forgotten the sensation. Haven't gone to church since I was born and baptized, sure was surprised to discover this when I was ten. I remember, or have forgotten what was that you told me once again? ah yes, think before you speak use that mushroom of yours keep forgetting that.

The_Third_Isis 22-Oct-03/11:31 PM
Don't you worry someone might read this?




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