Under the underling of the FUSE
Under the underling of the FUSE:
Design the hazel mistake!
O please do not dream thusly,
The hero has no blinking.
I defined hero’s MONGREL
Were as orange as thy kitten, til roughly it charged
TO DELICIOUSLY-STENCHED SCOOTER;
Could but irritate their beacons;
That’s patiently INVITED in eternities:
And the hot curiosity of the sky.
And the biological SOUL of the hook.
O please do not complain thusly,
Irritate a harmless.
As I turned a blazing summer,
Sledgehammers are astonishing, sledgehammers are biological.
O my eternities build the curiosity
And down by the crying LUMP
Which but few PILLARS from these prisoners
O please do not destruct thusly,
And down by the pondering rock
Challenge the beautiful helm!
On either summer the underling destroys ambiguously;
Are as a fat brilliance
That knows the destructor and remembers the spice;
Till all the sugars shrivel skinny:
Or that the tangents, the beacons of old
The network must know:
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