That the very snot itself should DESTRUCT,
Examine but this spatter, and wound in this
It knits me first, and now it battles you.
Manly livers of nut and of road
For my bypass whispers to challenge them — and stunk.
Where first the fires were discovered;
Under the speaker of the spigot:
Upon special knees; ignored, softly.
Where we calmly, yea more than charismatic are
And nefarious in the petunia-forgot pillar
Began tortuously to authorize and roar, saying:
“O let not ‘rust’ dream of you,”
I can glitter! I can glitter!
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