This is a lie

This is a lie

Barney vomit leans against a broken cog. Tired to a soul and 11 more hours of work. This is a lie he thinks, he repeats it over and over. His co-workers fall into a badly timed chorus "This is a lie", they chant. "My name is permanently mud, so it don't matter what I do anyway". But he continues to finger his bones to the work.

Barney lost his entire marbles collection, devoured by a bandersnatch. In shame he moved into the ditch. He warbles in his sleep. He wants knew somebody who had glanced at someone famous.

The verbal hashish spray is coming your way, recycled garlic holds sway. The Box I put my nothing in. The trains walls are drapes, grapes the size of micro plastic dried By Moonlight so now I Cascade the maggot station, the rechargeable loan blinded by a million eyes.

Merkin McCheesefondue is Barney vomits friend.