I was given a list of random words and told to produce a poem. This is the result- an odd poem about smoking.
Can’t masticate? Coping with constipation?
Use your hands to support the head and crematorium until help arrives.
More than five million Australians will dissect this summer.
Spoil yourself the natural way!
Don’t forget, bystanders are a liability, and the park is an exhuming park for the fit and young.
We know what it’s like…
How wonderful it must be to perambulate with so much talent and good fortune.
Yes that’s right!- I’ve been there.
You’ve got the Phenolphtalein, got the navigation gear, now all you need is your favourite Cartographers.
An over-looked piece of safety is a flag on a pole.
Our expositions are coming back…
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