& Indians live __ salamanders
called bodies
miss ed spaces
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Naturally
his m'other Oedipus Jocasta defies
yer devil-derring Duffy to
refictionalize
her cast-iron selves
to botch another
sylvan instant
froward and beckward
as any swan goose would!
impure fictions
fabricate the Numen of ApOsTrOpHe
welcome the bidden self
---
this the sister ess of MissyRimbaud saith.
thy garden grows a path
thy garden shows a n'ath
so place yer readon
between the catch
some such lover has borne his math
thy garden grows a path
thy garden shows a n'ath
so place yer readon
between the catch
some such lover has borne his math
What?
it's a berry!!
a berry!!
Aye! me!
a berry me boy
Hop along Cassidy
with his rude wooden horse
aNd BisHop's stiff staFf
not certainly a Falstaff
to beach her false gaffs
--------------------------------------------------- gaff is not raft
_______________________________________so goating to the other ride
----------------------------------------------------it's not quite the similar to drying
-----------------------------------------------yer clothes and matin on the line
---------------------------------------------------------------trying what working
______________________________________over yr buttons and rose
_____________________________________________All the 'little' machines working out-tandem
