When you’re newly turned…
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It’s a brand new day…
the whole kingdom is inundated
paralyzed with wasps
They lie, all the time!
They convince us…
The train was chugging,
Barreling down the tracks…
The admiral sits in hell
comparing scars
It shone bright and warm,
Calling to me…
Why wasn’t the flu…
A little old lady,
Yelled at…
What do a caribou and a martini
have in common?
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