Squishy squishy jelly girl, inescapable butt top, chewy gum drop.
Fenced in you can’t move a beat down the skulls the sandy beach a
fellatio a down payment , dropped down to a second flight a plane to go.
Where was that watch of mime it disappeared and was a second of the a 8th floor
twas late and you know how boss is that prick always making It seem like
god rubs his nuts with a magic sesame seed, a bagel with cream cheese
that’s all he does is a copy machine faxed his ass a telephone in his
read the cord ting es around a fractures blank check a neck in a rope
dangle dangle dangling there just unbooked the last cup cake with the
name ojh-jesus a muses he made a blocked off railroad, reproducing a
mixed breed Anti-lope Dali a camel why a tea bag stew in your mouth a
sweat hairy burlap a zoo keep telling off a restrained force field door
casting a lounge for a fright night all is quiet on the eastern sea
board where I saw my breakfast a steam side of clam baked crabbed and a
this mixture of everything I last dummies ona over board captain all is
almost here just wait a second the sense of freedom away wit yellow a
fever some dance hall, record my nonsense under the blue sky a dome voir
the complex head a pipe out one shooter a egg out the other egg seeping
through a hand like no other fish it flew and flew and I could see the
katie the balloon no air just a hanker chief It was a sad day a page war
bombed and no finger was left unturned a wrong way it was the other way
traveling back down the road way no music on the radon just black cars
waving by a sign that said go that way a finding of fossils a
radioactive tooth pick a menace he thread to defy the gravity and ended
up with nose trimmers the sonic .
He found is way through the mess hoping and churning a complex of
indigestion I fell over laughed my brain was chile don cina some salt
the wound wave allergy but my heart was being levitate off the platform I
could no longer dose a fire over the back hinges I found ti the yolk
and seem tench fathers an right out free a fear water a lollipop gunk
bean father don’t seen the rug a turning I only have the brain to fit
the salt tipped.
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