Wikipedia Poem, No. 750
safara-like advent, empiricism? raiment's will looking eats hamburgers raiment doesn't ape — and fucking with the edge of sustenance worrying the orlop that it willn't confidential — what earth than what, empiricism? a leech raiment it raiment indulgence innit expect — and you tried in the orlop i'm this tired little totalitarian clipper ship a leech a raiment its sustenance thumbed-down