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			<title><![CDATA[I'll make a balloon dehydrate itself manually]]></title>
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						<pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 15:01:26 -0500</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[An Asian pet I have, all scaled and rainbow colored. It eats three times a day, only fish and clam and bubble tape. I've seen others like it buried under the deep. Buried under mermaid bones and turtle beds. I creep out from my room three times a night, to look for fruit and mildew to feed my pet. It's shined a liking to my cousins, and now I'm jealous. I've been easily decieved by lavish seeds. Seeds filled with pink oreo creme. But I taste the devil's treats. The pet loves the devil's treats. It's given me peace and treats and loveless signs of retreat. I say hello deceit, shake my hand before I believe you. Shake my hand before I believe you. The heat under my feet is making my asian pet sweat. To death! To Death! My asian pet wept!]]></description>
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			<title><![CDATA[Easy swept and poorly dressed she wept in her bed alone]]></title>
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						<pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 14:52:49 -0500</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[We are easy to be seen? Do you see me eating? Being a test tube, leaning into the living room to get a peak at his big chest and little broom. He's sweeping and sweeping and coloring his papers. He's got children but he left them back at home in Wisconson. I'm a letter that you want to read, aren't I? a little baby with blood on his nose. Get me excited about lighting up your brothers bed on fire. Easy does it a cordial lamp set and a ticket to your brides anniversary/divorce party.]]></description>
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