Friday 1 August 2008

I'm growing muscles again. My arms are huge like rocks; my legs refuse to bend fully, for they are caught on thigh and calf adjoining muscle fibres. I yawn out loud and stretch. I'm am king of the bungle, stalking, stalking, to eat you close.
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