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Get Out Of My Head Mister Chatterbox

Get Out Of My Head Mister Chatterbox! Upon prima facie first blush me mind's eye all atwitter, sans long forgotten "FAKE" sexual exploits set mum (chrysos anthem) all aglitter, boot like short order cook I hapt tubby quickly realized trumpeting collusion, a near fatal collision course with Matthew Scott's antimatter caw zing friggin insomnia finding ma noggin scrambled likesome lithesome cockamamie critter whipped into frenzy like battered butter holy grits, alm manned in fight of ma life cause I haint acquitter baa (jaw edge), ah woe cup feeling hedged hog extremely bushed 'n bitter, this raging red bull inside me mind, now body wheeling wickety wack, lichen to moss elf gut seasonal litter bitta asthma - insides got balled into wah racket like quietly rioting unfetter herd plain tennis (see) hens, gone south tub bespatter ear rilly jawboning jabberwocky reducing gray matter, and all flesh sundered into meaty platter to pulverized, irradiated, cremated... faux fluffernutter batter analogous tummy Aunt Jemima's famous flapjacks, she fantastically fashioned better than Betty Crocker tossing spatulated glommed gook suitable as bonesetter high as the Taj Mahal, while she merrily jabbered, her native patois singsong blatter all this inaudible clatter muffled 10,000 maniacs mad as a hatter madly clangorous dinner cowbells aroused bacchanalian sybaritic skitter ring jitterbugging fantasies of barenaked ladies doth splutter as bedraggled, frazzled, grizzled...poetry like cocky rooster that did stutter!

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