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Variations On A Theme

Variations On A Theme... Ach'n (ache Ken) Existential Struggle... (NOT by Bellini, Paganini, Rossini... Eeny Meany Miney Moe - si, nor the three stooges tee hee hee) twill never end till...this oft writ trend of mine will never end, only when...mortality ike'n no longer defend! Thus...once again, (or...as per usual), this poem iz a boot ruminations about bout, who else except this ole coot at das receiving end damned lifetime role, and goot raw end of deal, sans docks side of moon efficient intervention (teachers never gave a hoot) as they appeared oblivious, how moost all classmates did loot mine emotional account, viz cheap trick super tramp ping coot tees reviled, renounced, and wreaked havoc as root of all misfortunate previous to mine existence, as iced (sic culled) hood reaper remained mute and scythe lent, while (cue in dolorous) melody issued from Mose Arts magic flute, whereat serpent (also known in political circles as Sally Salamander Newt Gingrich) charmed goaded, and relentlessly needled Eve with snake hushed snoot, thenceforth viper got ramrod rigid taut as jute of course this a fallacy as just smore hove my fruit fully "FAKE" pre fabric hated discombobulated trumpeting ill suit head prevarications – more offal than glute tee us expulsion, donned as invisible faux poetic apparel clothing with astute cheeky effects, thus allowing, enabling, and providing adapt tub bull usage as zoot suit, or as space age jumpsuit, when I travel (with my cute Malamute outsize prairie dog like fine home companion) to the outer limits of the twilight zone, which groovy farout signals detected by vodafone and desperate plea made to aliens to abduct me (receiving an affirmative digital binary tone) courtesy of publishers, unlike the negative responses, predictably forecast, no complex koan but clear as day - inducing a slight inward moan, which figurative slap in face finding yours figuratively prone, hence...a recurring well known fantasy regarding plucking this chicken (198920) heart lee moss see rolling stone.

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