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the shredded beef was a little sticky the spring-roll as big as two fists wrapped in plaster the tyskie sweet, a little strong lace-curtain shiver to the slight breeze unregarded, a thankyou note from an institution serves to remind the ides are just around the corner plaguing the offie and the snug bending brushes over the lip of pond-green jam-jars making extravagant pens bustle and burst in the convenience store and the rotten-tooth graveyard yard-sticks are for measuring heinz ketchup is for chips plasticine people must rampage through the cupboard and onto the broad strokes the clock's last stand it's as if an army of two would play knock-down semantics in the field of the cloth of gold the silver nightmares of the limitless realms of fancy a nibs last stand in the integrated catalogues of the night fingers sticky with msg-laden gomph weary with the weight of the world's biggest spring-roll lays down to rest by the sound of the rippling rill -- My Stuff: http://www.badstep.net/ "She went out with her paint box, paints the chapel blue She went out with her matches, torched the car-wash too" The Go-Betweens