Any Takers
This expert excursion...
sweet sweet soliloquy?
Checking every bucket box,
chiming like strife to be?
Frank Zappa may have had his platter eaten-
Joseph Gobbles his Dotton feelie' wheels,
but made the park his whole weighted keel?
When you wouldn't leave the stuffy car to pray for a deal?
How can the forcery stars not end up real?
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