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at last we pulled onto the neighbor's lawn
besides the fact that she was sick, also
contained a measure of remaining pulp
D local while express was on the Q
excitement all but phased the doctor's car
for certain it's the city's gravel roads
greets each of them without the proper treat
held out his hands as if they could love you
in four or five we'll have this fucking shiv
just then she laughed and pranced tomorrow's now
ketch-up is how she said it, and Tam-pax
like, lucky lucky for us both, today
more like that thing that shaves off sweater fuzz