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I walk decree line custard razor "We" step aside, outside, blind shoes lick desperate alleys. Contrition fairy bubbles.
Hand is for slapping, and clapping the head, a dog with shaking leg, mean, tiny wrinkles. Rascally impertinence.
Greedy, greedy, spit greedy wets slick plastic testimonies where go boom our truths, catch it!
Nature is for sucking, gumming rubber rinds protesting. Gassing is on auto, mobile, flat, your ire.
Puppet string cages tug down, Irony is favorite fools mucking in the street. Loose questions.
Party dreams drying ghosts. Sunrises effort nags I want a home place. Stuck.
Place the hand in one more. Put fresh lessons to soak. Bluejay sounds. Sour sauce.
� 2000 DPMcClellan |
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