A book of poems.
Stewing in their decadent juice be-diapered and entertained: of no use cradle to grave caged by the wings of Mother Goose all convinced that they are free, wild, and loose and we'd hate to be the bearer of bad news
below the shorn stumps the chemicals seep heavy metals and petroleum chemical coca cola precipitation on solvent as gravity pulls and draw...
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