Gridcosm

Level 594 of 4707
Created on Nov 12, 2000.

Artist matrix

Grid poem

A simple machine took a dive in the prizefight and became something for all to rage against as it grew accustomed to the floor. Locust yam vet oft so I sometimes have an appetite to respect a style. In the off chance that I'm not trying to make a move on his girlfriend, I hunger for the 3 second attention span of his golden fish or its little filleted fishy golden flesh. It's nothing personal. The guy's an OK kid.

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Administrivia

This is Gridcosm engine version 2.931.

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