Gridcosm
Level 37 of 4800Started on Apr 30, 1997.
Completed on May 01, 1997.
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Grid poem
A li'l haircolor will chase away those blues because you're spritely and ready to pop and if you do..., ooooo..., I dunno what I'll do. Cuz' he may be mean and he never stopped raving about " Willard " which is why we called that rat bastard "Blender Bob" and why we never went away feeling like our brains were anything but crushed ice. This old man, his cruel hue, faces faces in this optic stew, with a knick-knack päddy-whack, give the dög a ßone: my, Oh my, but how you've grown. Now you're so big that you're invisible.
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