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junk one
but who is to claim all of the clippings
if it's all the same in the sixth inning?
if we're nearby meat now,
neatness counts
facing each and every other
mother, may i smother
butter on the bread?
or father, am i dead?
love is the new hate
death is the new life
leaned towards a very large building
watching the fire fall towards the ground
its far from over they said
its only just begun
it travels like a wave
soon it all will go away
neither or
fittier falsify
techless wreckless
glue cords toward such words
under gutters bend
so does your guess
sometimes it takes forever
sometimes not long enough
the ocean's eleven
and the trees are twelve
can i teach a song to cheech and chong?
ping pong rhymes with king kong.
what're the plans to water the plants?
adolf hitler was a dull fiddler.
busy people with manila folders
arctic circle ain't gettin' any colder
the green grass grows on the ground
the terrible trees tower over the tulips
fourty five llamas in porcupine pajamas.
an umpire vampire with death on his breath.
scan the barcodes of dan's yard gnomes.
a shame that whats begun
will see the end of whats become
