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wind up / wound up
wound a bit tight.
lockjaw side shift
makes mush of molars.
molasses taffy passes
for passing seconds.
grind to a halt,
while Indy's still wailin'.
loud as Bob Marley
on an unbaffled Harley.
hardly my idea
of a splendid time.
cross-check those
references and
remember your bow tie.
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