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Retarded Poem songRetarded Poem.Retarded Poem song
Once there was a little pie Walking on a road. She had a little snail
who got eaten by a toad.
The toad ran away
and the pie went insane. So once the little muffin came She got all happy and lame.
But the little pie did not have An abnormally good cat nap. So she went to her muffin friend And asked for fifty cent. Her Muffin friend gave her that Also a very shiny hat. While trying to put it on The pie was already gone.
Little Muffin looked and looked But did only find a strange hook. Little M


Wannabe serious TFstoryWe will not abandon our post, our mission to create what the humans say are art.Wannabe serious TFstory
In my optics, it's not art.
It's something I have not created, it's something my hands has not done. My hands are not for creating structures.
It's for creating life.
I don't just 'create', I am the most precise in the team.
I make the art alive.
I am Mixmaster, and I don't build.
I am the one. I am the one that makes us whole.
Cydrake.
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Truly, the truck had something much more important t
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Live fast, fight hard, die free.
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I'm in yer wardrobe....
... Stealing yer Pie....
Now... Hail Crater, Bitch.
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I'm Todel, just in case you're confused.
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I'm Todel, just in case you're confused.
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Jesska
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I'm in yer wardrobe....
... Stealing yer Pie....
Now... Hail Crater, Bitch.
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