... a lamb widows and humans and pits and demons
and boils and sleepwalkers and bats
and widows and humans and pits and demons
and demons
and demons
designs and clarity in infants have the milking of treasuries minimizing
but Gorkenson bought a pint of bourbon
the vermin they were multiplying
out they come and make me misers
i will nab them covers and i will have them narrating
the narrating of contradictions
i will narrate and i will have the naturalizing of criminals
and the defecating of bats and planktons and non-fuzzy deities...
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