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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I established a rapport with the Sacred Cow and it stepped all over my toes the oil of anointment in my crankcase I was limping worthy of an asterisk an army of monks couldn't keep me pure laughing all the way to the blank Hell has its saints too my food chain has a dog on one end pet my good luck hump if you must or my scarred and bleeding shins the Siberian delegate exhales belligerently after exterminating the wooly mammoth humanity is the only species counting the days badly trained by fire ants and monkey uncles I've contacted the hunchback sperm banks for a below zero safe deposit box hmm that won't grip the road either separated at birth by a faulty wall socket while descending through the atmospherics with a license to lounge upon the mules of creation like butter through hunger only in your head holy man expletives erupted from his throat making antic come here gestures while camping under Bigfoot's foot a sea of irritants sending messages through my lawyers Rugburn & Nosebleed you vampires should be in bed at this hour if only because monotony generates subtlety we played 'em right into the net sent the boys off on a Nanking holiday to animate something foul and oafish that's now clogging the sewers kill the spankers slit their throats like the moon through a windy fog one thing blending into another fueling up with ignorance again but I don't see how we could wreak hell any more than the universe already buggering ahead does even with bear claws over our hands for protection or decor like a hotel banquet ice carver in an encounter with the Dancing Strumpets anti-inert at least his frozen uncertainty runneth over in a renunciation of befuddlement by the often pillaged soul living a farcical incoherent nightmare slammed through the one chance swinging gate and went clomping into showbiz with a gypsy clan of Yiddish fiddlers From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.byethost32.com/
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