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The Apparatus Secular
Large intestines swell,
No questions, all right?
We'll deny all night
The blessing we bought
To best save their lesser half,
We're still solid
As a liquid,
Still frozen
But thawed enough
For malleable thought,
A dowry tongue tied
Gnaws away at my invisible
Sense of right and/or wrong
Get the point
And drop the coin
Into the machine
Or the well of wishes washboarded,
Just another afternoon
Of dealing with these
Indelible bitch's hooves,
In stereo
Or monotone
We can all agree
That it must be prime time
For a proper cardboard home,
Sixteen's pristine
When I've no room to roam
Pushing daisies
When the race is won
Tentative doddlers
Have the look of Christ's miscue
Glowing in springtime
The apparatus is secular
To these views
Daisies?
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I wanna push up rose bushes, but since I'll be cremated and tossed ash backward into Lake Huron, Port Huron, Michigan, it'll probably be like fattening up Zebra Muscles.a Interesting themes in here, Chadical- :D- Lady A
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