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Some beam: which once again:
without warning: shot out of your eye -
piereced the sunroof: and
straightway: disappeared in the black milk from Great Bear breasts.
When then: along with other fiery zealots:
embarked on a traditional endless marathon forward:
it was only this one: and no one else: that succeeded: for a short second:
to break the absolutely ulitimate speed record:
but nobody saw it:
and so: no one can confirm:
that: you throws with a beam so fantastically:
but actually: there's nothing to regret:
because: the dude can easily got burned herself:
if she had to coach the sun:
and you would have to definitely:
if this news would spread around

You'll be rather home with daddy:
and in the evening: with your little: 
but very very wide soft-handed gesture: again: 
you'll show toward the ceiling - where the zhizha is -