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100% Elbow Sauce
mints

Hours of fruitless toil
 1
On this hopeless soil
 2
where upon I entered
 3
the realm of enchanted echidnas
 4
 
 
Hello!
 5
My name is Who.  
 6
Who are you?
 7
 
 
I am apathy awash in the rain
 8
I am the cellulose in your cane
 9
I am deaf and I am blind
 10
I might be Helen Keller from behind
 11
Fixed within a mute shade of black
 12
Thriving, yet never coming back,
 13
Passing Tuesdays in a shameless daze
 14
of inner filth ablaze...
 15
A massive compact halo object collided
 16
with a weakly interactive massive particle
 17
and I became the cosmic storm
 18
fueled by lives derived of corn
 19
Deep inside your rotting livers
 20
I stoop, and taste the hand-sewn deliverers
 21

11 Jun 06


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