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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required the beatles were right when they wrote day tripper instead of night ~ flight of the bummble bee could have been a hummingbird but heard played on a tuba was an elephant that couldn't waltz ~ the warning label clearly states that: if combined with alcohol may induce sleepiness ~ my doctor's warning has always been my: medication if combined with alcohol may induce sleepiness i'm just trying to redefine: mixed drinks ~ so the poem ~ in the tentacles of floppy chathuluesque suggested relish not chutney but relishing something that might be more than reefer madness or the badass happiness of a once in a life time opium ride things don't seem to slide or collide they really are what your guitar strummed them into becoming never flat as a tire or a Dali watch i can't hang around too much unless i truly want to confess and make myself dead dangling hang man's noose told the truth so the truth be told since i'm just hanging around i at first thought but now my brain is just stuck on an oxygen loss but this is unusual since most at this moment have ginger bread neck snaps and have pooped and peed their own pants butt i'm receiving like an antenna ant tv telling me i need to keep my teeth clean not forgetting to floss so what's up with that pubic hair after eating a slice of her hair oh my her pie in another poem where sweetness just dropped in the other or what wait for the other snowflake i let her drift in my head all day maybe be coming a snow torn ado a do a deux i did so, si, i do
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