A curious seagull once snatched a bottle, gliding on the mists of thought
It turned out, against all odds, to contain the recipe for making spaghetti
squeezed through the cosmos like ocean waves whispering sea-salt embrace.
Unbeknownst to mariners, each wave carries the sound of laughter from the celestial ballrooms,
Cosmonaut clowns juggle stars while fish recite Shakespeare, dripping stardust through the atmosphere.
What if your last unfinished sandwich was the result of aliens contaminating its essence?
What a wretched fate for both you and the poor extraterrestrial still hungry for chalupas!
Join the club of the bloated footnotes! 🤔🕵️
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