The day is swill
before breakfast
Reds are second, A sadder
way to lose
Then buy a wide
MARGARINE
.
Toast:
to stomach and entrails
to which your belly descends
illuminati
Knots. Botched patch.
A fervor, for tea. I mean need
it.
Gotta get me a fever-o
ice ice
ingrained. On the smooth
vermouth skate
your slender foot
which goes alone
into ice, ice
memory pie. Awake and rude, jabber
from low dell, a
God, a WALKIE-
TALKIE.
YES I CAN HEAR YOU FINE
AMEN
.
This mlk sacrifice cries
when it spills, Bloody
useful.
FLOWER TURTLE [I] DOVE* YOU A.M.
RAM a CALF an OXOX A CHILD
But what happened to the funnies?
--A pickle!
But where do you keep the butter?
--My holy churn!
*I above you, cloven you, dove
and gloved you; hovered you, by Jove
moved you, over, you; I proved
you, roved, shoved, and wove you.
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