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I'll see you in 3-d
along with the convulsions so carelessly projected
like a Priest's disertation.

                  We are beesting wives here
                  keeping shackles on our children
                  I'm sure sister Octavia approves

In this human tabernacle
we stretch for miles upon arrivals, or so loosely thought
like a divorce rodeo

                  We are the six chamber bastards
                  locking immunity in an eyesore
                  Click Click Darling, Bang Bang Baby



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On Wednesday March 30th, 2005, TropicalSnowstorm (698) writes:
Great flow to this one! Ciao, T/S


On Wednesday March 30th, 2005, Clementine (153) writes:
the form is fucked up,the 2 and 4ht stanzas are supposed to be indented


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nice man



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