mánudagur, 15. september 2008

Spamljóð

Oyl or clarified butter, 

then set them by in a this morning.

a drover who attempted 

to jest with and klinger 

made a telling diversion. 

I suppose our it is not written 

that you are to slay me. 

Manand rather the simple 

kindyou know, fond of.


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