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allen grey fill me up buttercup

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Out figured out at night, insomnia, how to visa. Hoarded they ferried, schemed, paced, got the hell The Zuckers are a long line of obsessives. This holy ground this pitiful, incombustible bush. The sons (and fathers do it.) God says take off your shoes, The small boys in the river (and mothers do so). Grains, storing, planning, for what? They say throw Saves his brothers those jealous boys who sold him Joseph makes sense of the big man's dreams, is saved, Put the meat on onions, cover with tomato-sauce. Is better, lasts forever, never need a new bottle). More waiting, the rats there scurry, scurry, a furryīrown a first-cut brisket in hot Dutch ovenĪfter dusting with paprika.

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Where did that get me but there, that inevitable location One devivces I was twice as fast getting everywhere but Watch my step, up one half-step-dose specific-Ĭalm as can be expected to recover left to my

allen grey fill me up buttercup

Mines, nitrogen dioxide makes for early autumn To turn from green to red when planted over buried The dose is engineered like that new genetic watercress Problem, perhaps my mind's a little plastic, Can they get usĪll? I escape with a beautiful light-haired man, I'm still me less sleepy, crazy, I suppose Me pick a monday morning fight, snipe! I'll pay for thatĮlbow from writing prose those shift+hold+letter, Granted, bunny noodles with and without cheesyĪt the same time, and the night time I insomniaĭoc said: it's a syndrome. To the page my marriage sustained, remainingįixtures, summer plans, demand met, request Than the neuronic slave I thought anxiety made meĭo it, made me get up and carry forth, sally Like a father, but not like mine, or my sons'-īooks with prominent seraphs: their feet feet feet I am Meanwhile, the psychiatrist, attractive in a fatherly Sober says, I promised my wife I wouldn't fuckĪnyone, to no one in particular and reads a poem Until one guys gets up and stuns the audience) paraphrase of a story in Mouse Tails by Arnold Lobel Happy to see him and said, "what nice new feet you have on." Walked, almost walked his feet through so he bought new ones. When his car broke down he bought a bike.













Allen grey fill me up buttercup