Finding anything useful in your mind is like playing a game of memory. I suppose you must think it's no fun to cary only a few things, so one is forced to sort through a baffling set of cards to find a damn thing.
Flute to flute.
Pumpkin to pumpkin.
Crab apple to crab apple.
A pair of key limes to pair...
Ah! Your favorite. A mandarin orange with an open mouthed grin scrawled on it in inedible black ink. Now where's it's mate?
And a eureka lemon with it's smiling mouth fully cut out. it leaks and stings. What is this tied to?
Are you playing with me? Making this too difficult?
How can you find anything.
"One can never have too many fruits on hand"
Flute to flute.
Pumpkin to pumpkin.
Crab apple to crab apple.
A pair of key limes to pair...
Ah! Your favorite. A mandarin orange with an open mouthed grin scrawled on it in inedible black ink. Now where's it's mate?
And a eureka lemon with it's smiling mouth fully cut out. it leaks and stings. What is this tied to?
Are you playing with me? Making this too difficult?
How can you find anything.
"One can never have too many fruits on hand"
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