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| E-news sales is hot to trotting into the jazz, mighty mouse supercalifragilistic nazz. Money falls in showers according to the man, and you ain't got to do nothing but press keys, Stan. Grow your beard and stay at home in the green, green grass. Feed the kids, punch some keeps, watch piece of ass. The tube is growing dusty within the computer tube, the scanner, digital camera, a jar of K-Y lube. Help with the city, pity those caught up in the middle, king and his court, hey-high diddle and diddle, watch the spider eat the fly, juice the center. Maybe just squat and squander, like zoo reenter. Pills and powders fluff the nose and blown almost clean away, leaving red sockets and yellowed eyeballs turning all ways, red ganglia to connect to the poor spun head and report on the noise of things to come, ahead. � 2000 DPMcClellan |
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