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The organic snake rides the champagne taxi to places my fresh memory has forgotten.

I awake to find the mouse underneath the pancake dreaming of thunder on the star spangled mountain.

While bug-eyed relatives brag about their wealth and well being.

I draw liquid taxi's near a telephone that won't stop ringing.

Its all just a stunt disguised in lace the evil genius whispered.

But foolish and undistracted,I just leaned over and kissed her