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BostonTeaPea


BostonTeaPea
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We have the right to remain silenced nothing we say is in the way of evidenced.
Methinks perhaps eye protested too much. There is some tea bags in the bottom
of the lunch bagged up but eye have got to open too many other zippers
in the way to get to party tea. First the bungee cords must be unhooked
from side to side then dropped into the sea. Then balanced open bag precariously
removed all the meat covered dishes between the top opened up and the bag
that houses tea brought out to light to sea just how many pea there are between me
and the tea bags there. Perhaps eye will await the trip back home tonite before
eye make the tea in harbored glen no men surrounding me the tea not hot or
bought with money or with pea. The added weight of harbored water brought
may be the death of freedom fought for then found for free near harbored
louts near me. Shouting in the drunkenness men have a way of darkenness the lout
 comes out of mouthyness to bring the vex in me to fore. Pinnacles of risen mud
lie all about as tea is now brought forth. Eye have alighted the LED is best
no fire no smoke no water hot but tea can be still had. No vest but many shirts
beneath my jacket or my coat the tea is drunken down not sipped but that is best.
The party is still raging in the distance now that eye am done and down the hide
the glen is quiet now eye lay me down to sleep the tea is gone.
Near Boston Harbored.



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