Flippin' EcLipTickles!
Flippin’ ecliptical!Spinning clips in coloring PiXall
Magnetic dance of the cycles
Flying by my eYes
Hey! The Spyder cries
Slip your lips on my lines
Web of desire in the Fire defines
What ITs all about…
Hey! The ToPix out!
Cryptic cycles of the b!tes shout…
“Come Write on us!
IT tickles the Upper crust…
Flip.Speckin’Tacular! of a Vernacular
Feathery tongues are be.lickin.licious.leee
Delicious.
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