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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required being treated for fructose spasms during one of the last movies on Earth after the great Enema of 2012 when the heaters were on high the authorities were called in but his claims were all backed up by the logic of chimes and daggers creatures of comfort unite you have nothing to lose but your milk mouth and baby spoon I went chatty and personal diving from couch to chair on a sponge mop broomstick the room remained a mess but the leaps were longer what but imagination is boundless so he stamped and splashed singing through the sewers of ideology and carnival freaks with wings made all my dynamos hum again thanks to the exponential growth rate of an adequate knowledge base but then contemplating death can make you crazy enough to assassinate your biology instructor and succumb to the lure of bland abjection and an archaic tidal wave of pessimism and the hedonist's morphological pedigree a prized quality among the really sage and their many colored appendages we all know more than we let on it's a conspiracy of noise and silence attained through bribery and deceit where substitutions screech and skid where sugar cane machetes dance in the rain and the Moon weeps with a broken heart made me write on her blackboard 100 times cognition is not possession until his soul jumped out his eyeballs caught trafficking in non-essentials with its lures and scuffles but then it is a nasty game played by hungry cartoon caricatures tricking children out of their food where every day and night is Halloween until the euphoric chameleons in a herpes garden of delight of decadence infantilism and sleep whistle through their nose hairs beauty is tenuous who is to protect her awaken her choirs bloom her lilacs and rainbow tresses and panting mamaries and oh dear impale me dead where was I the suction had his mind in a spin with each gust of wind his forehead began its evocative dans mort don't try this at home kids just kidding its OK to pantomime ancient actors before their campfire as you can well imagine
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