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A idea K if no the pi in the pri n ciple is cimple zimply ask first take question zZz lateretal and convert to lateral

 we the people


hear this brelight pi idea now

file a class action suit against

A {{{45 a [grifter]} (f(orm)er) chief }grifter in chief}
B {{{[family of A crime [SSS(attached) by virtue] of} A}being A}

$45 dollars per person per incident which suemeinciddently adds up to (2020-2016)X365
for starters on the one charge...

the one charge feeding the current for the one good deal for which the entire 45 caliber casing
was boxed into bored round the beat of a 100 million dollar feat of tax flee frynance the nance
the ear of the suspect poplickitic with the extended red protuberance flapping between
the duck with no hother grabh mohm and the directions to the next shmensa room where the
seementa is cemented to the moist floor flicked with salt water watered with salt
photographed with silicon sold to posterity in the sunny summer son of aAa pile
of plinth profe sead at a geometric multiple of ten chrimes in the valance of
the boo rated son ringing the elector ate with the aplomb of a polar bare

see here for nance there


rug whrap snack

looking like a herring quacking like a herring smelling
like a her in the heat of the moment when sweat tells who what is up

for the less iambic pentameant WTF people

the following defense will be put forth by bozo in all cases as all cases
are boxes of the same cased idea where the joint is first cased and
the case is second calculated at the co2 value of smart duck hat
headed people who talk to the dog of whoof no tax paya the
eater of free food for a detected deducted reversed give
he a tax brake for a gΓ if t given by him which he made
up out of no thing other than the bill foΓ services
Γendered in the φendering room down in the
mar of mach 31.4159 when the 24000
mile round belt of bozo winds up
pointing the red lip launderer
into position to once again
put it to work working
the weyes of the
wives of the
warlaird a
A subset
in a set
sub Σ
Σορτ
(οφ)
Α

in lay criminal terms what began as the process of formulating another deal i.e.

use the current bank rupt story of stories built on bankrupt building buildings
building the bank bannance of the three card monte master of box top shuffle
while the buxom blond(and other hair colors) educates the poor poliublick
with the freearflicks of the floating yellow tongue the told to do listen and pay
with the glisten of salt water on one of the brothers down the corner watching
waiting for other old bills past due cops rubes too the game is played when the
pulse pounds poof and the off is the fruit of the roof and the troof which child
missing tooth is miss taken mist taken ear eye lyeskin for truth Γθβ off or
us the choice us is you

we the people hear this light pi ear

hear and how now we us file A cΓass action ζΘΘπ against τηε ΓιππεΓ οφ Τηξξ

class clown A the clown of the day when won turned to WTF
and jail smells like sun for a few shiny pennies with glasses
glared glue to the lids of the lost where eye wander naught

we the people
who are you


In the gob smacked world of doggie doo the accleration of velocity
divides the pi of shew where show is the oh and shew is too sherew
here we go now so ears cover too

the space of the rhyme is the size of a dime the unit of two where any on ξ will do
one of
a few where two is enou the g as it be is 31.three no you see not that you flee the one
round doth run the 31.1 four one five nine the line in the wine when woke eien eyes be
stuck two clock doth mock mach 24000 meal yon booz ξ all gone wok need woozξ
water one θνιτ weigh do defund Τ as water o wine when he move α dime α διμε μοωε ηε
is consumed by thee see saw saw ΣξΑ scree vert seen wight of Ξ mass vert light mate made
sea the weight of the two are the sum of the three divideby one of ξαψη sumed to two
too seem like fun two sides of the sun when neither is none and nothing is won but wars with warm words
poof like pea when peed on a tree the nitrate to be sucked by the trey with out luck and duck say hey thanks
to be hold out o2 will mold spore more than three when counted by sea waste water we

snnmplace rhyme
acceler ate vel() city
circuiz umph di a fence no no friends
circus pi vida by di a friendz hair blue

new constant list {{{3.14159ετψ}}}
new function list f({{{3.14159ετψ}}})=f({{{3.14159Ψτξ}}})=f({{{3.14159Ξπζ}}})
old names
vv elocity is the constant required to move mass x the f(y) where y-x is roundly accounted for
in the counting of the round relative to the plastriaght un calculused circus of signed cotangent pourmore in to get less out
and the circus pivided by the diabeanoil is always the constant that starts with three and a multiple of what is in the set up
so count that as the set summed to the sum of the sun and the sunny side be the empty empty ready to run {{}} full of no none
the pi pravity of any mass defined by e the constant to constantly keep IT massing in a church is as {{[(3.14159)X(3.141590]}}
sounds when three more hit the floor and the broken sound seen is the wave of no thing where no wing no where seen sea
the faster than salt burns brighter than thee the soldier of sound smelling salty and sweet after rain after run after fun in the sun
the one and the one the nitrate pool pun when putrid pound plea shower sound see the water weight be 9.8695877281 not 9.81589
the g plus the β the weight of the world the net net netly the ness of the loch where nessie roam free like the light of the night which
not do bring fright the sight of the light where bright is di light and dark is pi rite the black in the white waiting for right to wrong the
beat stir the seat feel the heat sense the neat rub the reit sing the sheet with song of long to sound of won wind the winners all loose
to sqauch like a goose mom lost to moose the one in the sun will follow the foose food fallen free the front feed the fee the tax
is the tun where rain salt like sun for sun less sun day salt drip juice will pay and play till the sun dunkelflaute flaute dun

remember GM the bond holders the pension funds the ones who would benefit the most from
re posessing the bonds which have yielded equity which have returned to the value of the 100
rather than the 10 which the police fire responder in first persons the we of the us were forced
to sell at 1/10 of the value of 1 were not re funded by the tax avoider

the other loans out
not under
standing
boxo the db
balloon boy

were as of this mourning called
as in call able and past the point
of call ing a kettle blond or a three
card monte box a dock of you meant
zzz

boxo filled the eyes ears and mouths of nearly 8,000,000,000 people
with nonsense for a decade to remain bankrupt and shake
100,000,000 out of the crowd fora hotel venture while all
the while willing to put up with the trouble of travel for
the nonce...

one of many nonced non sense grifts grafted on to
the landed estate of the mother of the father of
the tax preying brothel aown sing law deriding
non spendse that is the shoe on the other
foot dropped to the as is set of boxes.

Who are you?Who, who, who, who?Who are you?Who, who, who, who?Who are you?Who, who, who, who?Who are you?Who, who, who, who?
I woke up in a Soho doorwayA policeman knew my nameHe said, you can go sleep at home tonightIf you can get up and walk away
I staggered back to the undergroundAnd the breeze blew back my hairI remember throwin' punches aroundAnd preachin' from my chair
Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I took the tube back out of townBack to the rollin' pinI felt a little like a dying clownWith a streak of rin tin tin
I stretched back and I hiccuppedAnd looked back on my busy dayEleven hours in the tin panGod, there's got to be another way
Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)Oh, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)Come on and tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)Oh, who the fuck are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Who are you?(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)
Who are you?Who, who, who, who?Who are you?Who, who, who, who?Who are you?Who, who, who, who?Who are you?Who, who, who, who?
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)Ah, who the fuck are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)Who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)Oh, tell me who are you? (Who are you? Ooh)I really wanna knowOh, I really wanna knowCome on, tell me who are you, you, you, ah you?
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Songwriters: Peter Townshend
Who Are You lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Spirit Music Group

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