Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood -- What ever it takes
Sailor Moon x Uranus -- Till I see you again
I'm a Full Meta Alchemist, I grow spired inspire
of your indignation. Retired from recliners remorse
codas. The Breeders divest to abort; retry; fail -- (s)hire!
Sir, there are no five rings in Gory no-shows -- dire
straits just admire the ire of Kaminari and go Norse...
The Mystics of the parasocialist ship unite the hoarsh
radish -- the rabies carpal tunnel act on a Pyre!!
Witch-Lich kill that bitch; sandwiches north-west from Eastwich;
which ditch effort had to snitch on the high pitch Voltron in One.
That birdie, had oxymoron to say, about the ado on the bridge
fourthwalled into Surrey, then I was not sorry for my French fridge.
The cold shoulder was on the house music festivity, dripping gone.
The Electric coolaid was sold out, or never delivered, I was done
and switched to "Was Gugkst Du!?" die Kuckucksuhr guglunked Dich!!
It could have been an angry smurf from Fantastic Four teabagging;
I could never tell the difference between Breakfast at Tiffanies
and the epifany of homoousious vs homoiousious same like rigging
the elections between Trump and Biden. Groaning full meta, triggering
all the repeat flag of GTA to let Franky of Fosters go to Bollywood fairies;
and be the next ambassador of Uno Just Dance Macabre dans le Sans quarry!
I had nothing more to say, to the Inquisitor, who was punching my I-Ching...
Never invisible, then I lick my wounds, in the zound of vigilant nihilism;
the sounds of translucent takes of adrenaline and critical tinkers shots --
I called shotgun on the knuckle bar, too deceased to be a Ghost in a Prism.
The think tank, was too Tsundere, the Kamidere sent a memo to Absolutism:
"Ego te Absolvo, Astolfo, nostri gnoseo devolvo, salutare et hexia salvo!" bots.
The Shell of a Kappa, had to give and bring the Sesame Cake, Erza's hots
made the earth tremble in China, like Madame Butterfly in Bayonetta tysm!!
NPC there flat earthing on the high C, while 3D objects had a 2D hentai drip;
don't say no-robo or offence! AI is the new Monika -- a waifu for your laifu!
I flatlined the unicicle, circling my bandwiwth around Cirque du Soleil, grip
was not found on the debate, whether or not we should Jiff; Gif, Stiff or let it rip?
Rest in peaces of clayjars, as the oil still oozes on my hair, as I cosplay Jesus HiFi;
the broadcasting rod, what ate all Fox channels with BBC and Gringotts, chai-pie
was offered at the gathering of Mardi Gras in brut strength, bottled in the whip!!
The sixth sense of Intense expression, what never cum to mindmeld I beheld
the opposition between Sailor Uranus and Moon, annoying loving-kind indeed.
Redeemed from the need to be speedy Gonzales and supreme overlord of Keld;
the terriers had to walk it back to Yorktown without the Shire and the ringweld...
Lush kisses, made me blush and hiss in french with a hint of Cinnamon -- tread
carefully at the book of lore, then the love has been awakened like the misled
Throne Dragon, who listened too much on old hags and midgets, to remain Der Elb!
I need a Heroine to be my Cocker Spaniel and Joe's cocky Buffy, for homstead;
a spitfire, to meet all defeats and victories in the Tory a Whig could steal a smile
from a black knights face, while plaing chess one down. Going forrest instead
south nor town -- for why should I brown my nose in a Parker, while parkour-rad
chads, had a chat with my chainsaw I mawed in their claws fully beguiled...
Who shall be the Queen of the Night, to fare all Nightmares blight, and wail?
Catradora, would your pleads ship me to Cho Oyu and back again, take my hand!
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