The Derby
Riving home form a trip
gargoyles swimming
in my thought - Laden
head,
gives me reasons to launch
thissle blueprint maiden...voy Age
and allows me to gauge
allsuch outrage...in this etat - d’orange...
Ravish radish coloring sky,
like a twinkling wondering bye...
Foregone courage
eaten as if porridge,
like Hansel and Gretel
stirring their own kettle
(for finger fat-
ness madness)
matters to all us
Mad March Hare Hatters ,
non= haters + good greeters...
Parmesan graters upon
wine-press stomping
et raison = du chomping,
of clandestine Phillistines
Of Churchill Downs Crispy Cremes,
of warcrimes
covered over by shiny chimes
nestled in the warmer climes...
Where we should now read
His two lips
While sucking
Our Americanly drunken
Mint Juleps...?
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