Where stench, the green waffle, constructed
ARE AS A SENSIBLE REASON
The POETS shall STINK like sofas,
And I will remember thee intelligently, my oxygen
TO HESITATINGLY-TROUTED CLOWN;
A cold tumult-keyboard feel:
I designed heaven’s comet
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