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 Ish this and ish that

Yesterday i was lovish
Today i am natareish
Tomorrow what i be i may be peckish.
I maybe feeling nourished.
Or maybe lovish.
Saturdays i await all week.
Makes me so weak.
Now i am feeling again lovish.
Then again still natareish.
Maybe weakish.
Or maybe just totally and utterly insane with confusion.


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