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Bitter the sun when it is in Hades
High fans meaning nothing keep the heat down
but the nitre keeps burning
So glows the gloss and high sheen on the skin
Foreheads exhibit thought
though the eyes are crossed
and at night, butterflies i
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It’s always something that cloud nine kind of thing, ruby shoes and ecstasy
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tell me about the time you lived in Carolina, and what my smile does
for you.
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electric noose for your balls
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Cat summoned for jury duty in Boston
Wayward hawk loose inside Library of Congress finally caught
(God only knows what happened to the doves)
Vacaville roof collapse blamed on bird droppings
These are a few of my favorite things
Piano mysterio
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Near Peshawar, a sister has transgressed.
Her purple thumb, whipsawn, collects the dust.
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"...So very tired, yet we tried ... to ablate the tide..."
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I am sick to death of this war
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My father is dying but he cannot stop smoking.
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The impression old Updike left on a young mind.
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I will have been a cloud...
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You just shrugged an oy vey and then pulled the ants off the cheese as if praying the rosary and patience were synonyms.
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after un coit us, she crawls inside the well of his navel nesting on soft lint
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Prof. Laughingstock verbs his object one of the few objects he can afford he verbs it with all his abstract noun Prof. Laughingstock has a humanities doctorate and eats cat food straight from its can Prof. Laughingstock recites some of The Waste Land…
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