Demographics

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Berries and birds, that’s nice.
A picture on the wall, J.D. Harms used to dart.

Humans and their demographics, I don’t play that game.
Or am I?
A caged bird, a better story to match my ringtone, leave a message or a rolling stone.

Haircut/headcut, we will be painting a new horizon, first thing tomorrow.
We don’t cry when a lactose-tolerant romance is over.

We need another black beer Guinness record extra large tankard, I just googled, my pony tale was blown away by my neighbor’s electronic cigarette after sex.

We are all connected, to one another.
Wikipedia said something before my attention was notified by Tinder.

“You can have everything you want”
1.68/8.61cm depends on how you look.
Weight: train boy train.
An adult in a baby’s body.
Brown, yellow and a bit red in the butt, lips and thoughts.
Me, myself and you.
Skating on tennis courts.
Cows milk, chocolate chips.
Looking for something to be looking for something.
Excuse my steep curves.
Disclaim my demographics.