another light show and Israeli avocado
in the morning my life
is a cunt how are you
go Chirac go
off the boil as I do
break my head in out in sad
soft self deposal for
what fix of entrained alarms
our heavy our cruise our barrage
milk it have
a go pinch a line
their silver coats reflect
the dazzling beams (GAY), the harvest
scrolls to a blazon icy to
mind as a wood-faced tin
pot plastic iron willed retort,
from a rubber demon, he only who can say
fire
ping
pop
pow
we must destroy this monopoly, now
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