It's not midnight, it's almost midnight, sometimes I just like to go outside and look up at the moonlit sky and imagine what life would be if the stars aligned properly and the honey dew camp would open up and allow the pineapple crew to set up shop, thus allowing the 4th son of Mr. Peanut to rise from his long slumber and take his place as King and lord of the 8th circle of K where the rats eat the corpses of the old God's so that they can gain their knowledge, but it will never work, the rats are doomed to repeat the same circle until the beginning of the days of the empty turtle shell, what does that mean though to the Fish of the sea who only seek dominion amongst their own, they don't want to leave their world but their world is leaving them, what will happen when the peanut butter car runs out of gas and the long lost son of a long dead despot can not reach his destination thus further pushing back the destined time of the ordained, what will happen when you crawl but can't swim and the Sharks begin to move towards you, they smell blood, but you're blind and you have no arms, what will happen when you only sink down to the bottom and you're left with a circle of surrounding you, will the red dragon that lives under the moon's crator return to earth to begin the culling of the weak? Maybe the mushrooms are ready, who knows, my jacket was black but time has made it grey, it's just as warm as the first day I put it on, but it's color has faded into grey, will the fresh juice made from the blood of the citrus Queen heal what time has done or are we all destined to walk a spiral staircase that leads into ??
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