fhorn

fhorns avatar fhorns avatar
Postings: 422
3,18,24,21,20,36,22,19,17,15,35,16,31,15,20,62,36,8,6,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0

When you map upon a star
"When You Wish Upon a Star" - Pinocchio

When you map upon a star, Makes no difference where you are. Hemisphere of north or south Will seem so true If your app shows just the scene No conclusion is extreme When you map upon a star As Waiters do Time is kind It brings to those who Wait The sweet agreement that They're in Cassini Like a molp out of the blue Geotags will come to you When you map upon a star You Wait anew

Posted on 2013-06-27 22:31.

Threadery beddery all the thread's denizens cleverly weave us a web of great art Though they can seem to be phantasmagorical Charts, hats and molpys have stolen my heart

Posted on 2013-05-19 05:54.

Ratify smatify Yappo-B is confirmed Unholy anti-pope Six sixty six Mayhaps his avatar Enhydra lutris will morph to a Corvus soon Clickety clicks

Posted on 2013-05-20 21:28.

Youse-illy snoozily Card'nal of cupcakes has Mome-ally asked for a d-dactyl, huh? Netherlands and Ukraine Even ol' USA Quite inexplicably Carry the "the"

Posted on 2013-06-14 17:32.

Hamlet?

Alas, poor Beesnake! I knew him, Cueball. A fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent wings. He hath flown upon his back a thousand times. And now how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here flapped those wings that I have watch'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your filks? your flashes of flight that were wont to set Megan on a climb? Not one now, to mock your own spinning? Quite chap- fall'n? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her climb a cue tall, to this sea she must come. Make her laugh at that.

Posted on 2013-06-17 18:26.