Loliterians rule

 Loliterians are the rainbow new deal!

They always save the day powerpuffed;

daddy's little monster brokered the Windows

to crash in between loading the competition

unless you press F and send a donation to BLM.

Bleak Lies Matter -- Bleach is the new Cool Aid...

The belittle petty thought is better than getting

an apple fallen on your head developing a crush

on Android. The more you censor, the more you

want to hyperventilate inflating your senses to 

transcend all reason conscience and power. 

Underscoring the moral compasses under the radar

of doctrines and Creeds while wanting those wolves

still to shepherd in sheep clothing while foxes running

a bootleg campaign in front of a black hole. 

Loliterians are the rainbow new deal!

because you can always get bent and spend

all your fucks on Why questions, an adult

would never askew. Then everything remains

minuscule in thought, not because of Spartan

training but just dwarfed wills which succumbed

on their own heavy weight depressions.

Nothing weighs heavily on your constitutions;

making it count less than nothing even a mouse

could speak volumes to a pauper but the rich gall

wants it all at once to marry the devils son. 

Etiquette has never been the strength of the multitudes,

because it takes so much time to muster and develop. 

Shortcuts and whistlers are more popular...

Why would somebody even try to lantern kami a grumpy old man?

Loliterians are the rainbow new deal!

Just never grow out of your childish tantrums;

always have your seven scoops on sugarcane

while swallowing it whole. Coms with the territory

to be able to work your ass your hips and your thingers

while twiddling your I phone; Joy Sticks and Key Boards.

The motherboard was a little bit pregnant and had to get the Boot.

Later on while knocked off Heaven.com with an asterisk 

some malware extinguished my divine interventions 

calling it a protest against my spending too much time with Jesus.

Demons have feelings too you know. What if Lilith wants to be outdated?

Asmodeus would wanna try some new frequencies while opening chuckram's

40 Hedons for 8000 TB of USB in infinite RAM capacity.

Some of the tomboys there oscillating to measure the half full glass

to break the 4th walls ceiling and go to Nangijala. The Man in the Mirror was silent.

Loliterians are the rainbow new deal!

so much to say with skewered timestamps in the markets of free transparency.

The Diamond of the Night was shattered into an umbrella of colours and motions,

sickening in the wild hunt for the Fairy Idol who could bedazzle the mortals betters.

I can fuck my life betters than any dark presence or god ever could, for I take the L

Liberty is a strong poison indeed and it holds its dangers if you dance with that Dragon

to chase around your wild childlike fathoms. Fermenting the Behavioral sex pistols

into Gestalt tar-Brads playing Pitlord on Unreal. The Killing spree made Dr. Doom Immortal.

Mortally challenged contempts emanating like a wraith to gospel the Communing with 

Humanist worst centimenters, like trying to eat some odd dish of rotten fish while not cultured.

Appropriation is apologetic in its snipping together of beads and ribbons to create hout' cuture.

You can't wear it on the streets because the Emperor is nude and thus we should go to Rome.

Loosing an inch to the Yew who broke contract with its Ragnarok Armageddon contract and deity.

1040 on my proshaker to whip up the saltiest corkiest cocktail of a wet dream ever defecated.

Those pearls made the swine squeal concealed carried away: "How should I eat and convert?!"