Don't know
about today
been weened
out
started off
laughing
and not knowing toenails
mudslinging the loaf
why with hem
I don't know
the rum.
the curtain
calls
I want
to
yell out
the voice
so
innocent
i bring the
coated basket
with
the hair
floating down,
pulling
down
will trend on you
why don't
we get yoked up
were lying
with sprinkling fingers.
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