paraplegic nickel and dime punk
delivering buckets'a'junkyard pedagogy
...
till a pinwheel commences reverse engineering
kid's spunk's cheapest item on the menu
must the ferrymen summon shiny offerings
last a stray pegasus occupation proposition
when today's hail storms the burning bush
id rather cherry pick a constellation
on your end of the galaxy
trust an orphan rubbernecking her delusions
of fleeting communion and memetic rapture
...
i'll agree to hallucinate a tragedy
might a wick be lit in wax
than get vexed by the buoyancy of this fable flattery
to which a faux is a matter of fact
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