Grimsby Fish

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Grimsby Fish

Postby martin shaw » Sun Dec 09, 2012 9:34 pm

Tonights workosaurs gather their strength and hop into chariots, jostling beforehand with burning sticks like panda food, a stench telling of their future, sweet almonds, colorless odor: GAS- GAS –GAS................... masks.
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Grimsby Fish

Postby martin shaw » Mon Dec 10, 2012 8:51 pm

re-write blah
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