That once would have been given the mono-label treatment as (FAST™) but we’ll skip it this time, almost. Sometimes fast means no eating. Moving along, hey, not so fast there buddy, we are linking another *yet another* blog which was started recently. It could continue, disappear, or mutate, or perhaps all three. In any case, you could read it. You’d have to go there. You might not want to go there, ahead of time.
Sands trickleThe next big tickleFebruary 24th, 2014I'm your baby vehicle
About Meor, (AM)™
This mind took its own hike,
Too long ago.
Where it alit, nobody knows,
But know, buddy-nose:
Lots of earth rests 'neath my chin,
So breathe deep, take it all in!
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