GridcosmLevel 117 of 4693
Started on Jul 08, 1997.
Completed on Jul 09, 1997.
Grid poemHe could not call them baseless accusations, for it was spelled baseless acusations although they had no basis and weren't really accusations. Summertime turns me inside out the eve of 118 'cause everything is so nice and green The well-timed delivery of the succulent gel-sacs delayed a priapismic fate of unkindly, unknown and undigestable inevitability.
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