Gridcosm
Level 440 of 4778Started on Nov 10, 1999.
Completed on Nov 11, 1999.
Artist matrix
Grid poem
Quasimahir. Not just a speck of disappointment but the germ of an idea sprouted in the minds of people, not just the people at the pineapple festival. Everywhere. All people with their eyes and ears on. Which is why besame mucho el quieste quando el seeegnot lllrrrolled from her knotted tongue and mostly caused the eyes of metal fans to roll in bored disbelief. Now a brutha like Mahir got to get down. At church, the nuns call him Holy Diver. This one nun, carries a gun and and at 2:55am isn't even worth a pun and she was a love hound.Getting around
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This is Gridcosm engine version 2.931.Completed level images are licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.5 Generic License. (This does not apply to individual pieces by single artists.)