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Dudes shivering of clay onboard
wandering the shredded path ore
wanking sidesteps of delay
no place to slide nor stay
In the gutter with the the gore
he was clapring for belly amore
nestling through the chilling dim
of my shallow gnashy grin
Grumbling stuns float ashore
trembling trotters jammer core
stating the glissen wender
the lowlife rot my ember
Greasy grass plot to sew
living cast off the dole que
mending the glutter lays
of my busybones slay
Siblings lost for my prones
whizzling silly songs of drones
vessel herald stands anew
akin the way of snuffle grue
Waiting sullen for the approach
of the longcarved ropes
mixing freedom with the clashes
eternity the scope of radiashes
Closeups locks frenzy soar
keeping track of hideous odor
the scent of sentimental rent
stones of stain bugger went
No hug no smiles no ever
all the cosy slime clever
dozing dope of pully pricks
hopes'n dreams flicker licks
Bleeding pace of billboards scout
Mending killcops ploughing votes
statistical tuning of thresholds
further not the story told
But
Aftermath of the stroken flare
bypass of the choken share
In the dark'n worn-out shambler
glows'n grudges a crimson rambler
Odd Vidar Bakkejord