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his heraldic crest a donger and yarbles rampant upon a field of clover it was a stone slab of course donated by a few eggheads in exile his best friends were his orgasms shall we redefine the human condition my guru continued you are tied to your weenie with many rivers to cross it's all a river float like a butterfly etc. his heels had wings goat wings danced on their way to work there's an idea lurking in here somewhere from the lurking transcendental government standing guard between the seen and the unseen try not to bleed so much boys digitize instead this is a novelty sing along tune warbled by two adolescent chimps nearly inaudible and the crowd groaned at the strain booed uncompromisingly off stage calling taxi taxi taxi in the rain played all the frequencies at once could have led to open rebellion but instead was hailed a master of definitions make of it what you wish there was nothing left to do but go bowling on rockabilly night while madmen comics kept us ROTFLMAO with astounding feather and glue tricks so that his work could have an interplanetary dimension utterly without consequence like quacking at the stock exchange nonetheless many saw stars and flying saucers for maybe ten minutes the whore press wouldn't touch it and retired from the drapery business it's up to us to steer this sucker down the Grapevine and find parking where our epic turns right on Main St. BBQ skewers swished in the starlight yes he was a romantic and a romanticist Pushing the Topic up Through the Earth was the pamphlet's title where this goes on the graph is anyone's guess take it line by line of course it was more fun not being a target I am but an orphan foundling sir and that ended that From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.site11.com/

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