Kee-rect.
And Coldy, will you authorize me on ICQ? It gets so cold and lonely at night, especially when I’m reporting tinfoil hatters in ATMB, and I need someone to talk to… So lonely… 

Still to be guessed:
The sun is arising, much earlier than what is considered normal for that celestial body.
It appears to move in the normal fashion of that of the morning star in it’s beauty.
I could not go to some sort of store or other selling venue to purchase myself some nocturnal rest.
At the time in which the moon is out, apparently having the feeling of a painful muscle or other such things that would throb, I observe mechanical devices used to observe the earth and it’s surronding areas.
I was not understood to the fullest, apparently with the above mentioned mechanical devices.
I was a being born of pilfered parts.
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New one, this time it’s rap:
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Move your posterior in a circular fashion, but take care to see every action that you do as a person.
Move your posterior in a circular fashion, but take care to see every action that you do as a person.
I arrived at this place carrying my genitals, which are those of a male.
Do not make me leave this place with my feet up your posterior, I wish to request you act like you are degree that is much below hot or humid.
And do not have any worrisome emotions while I am taking large amounts of feces and cutting and ripping them into considerable smaller portions.
While I am jumping in a motion that is similar to a hand stand, I will be moving my foot to the body of people of african heiritage, in a manner that would not be decribed as friendly, as I am accustomed to doing.
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Rap is fun.