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wish i could help ye there, sir, butt i pro
babbly know less bout where my shit comes from
(why, bowels, of course, silly)
than you do.
yOur guest is likely better'n mine........
i just have little or no interest in pondering
'my shit'......eye fear eye'd make
mySelf constipated. & Then What?
no shit, that's what !!
O, thee pain & degradation!
at
which point would
like'ly misforget what few is left
of some one's re'collections
of Life As Reality
(havinothing to do wit me, certainly)
As aye bring me favors to the
Table of Great Love, tis rare
that any one
is 'home' to revel in these
raw amenities Of Mine, so
I'blow
i'blow
( Aye ! Blow! )
my serpent horn to mine'own
deafless ears, triggering
(ala Love Songs)
thee tears of broke'aheart
which has re'sulted in this:
My Heart Failure......sure
to kill me on the sly on the
slip on the slide
thru the blood spills of great art in bad
renderings
brought to life by
Fakes Like Me
Fakes Like
Fakes...........all for the sake[s] of
Theater For Thee Iggerant
(in a poseurs posture at that!)
Seems
all that's left to do
is to just die
(& thus, 'go away')
having
exp'lained
thee weakness
thee weariness
of
heart-failure
as clearly as dearly as eye
possibly could
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2015 dkzkpooooom pixtrDelArte:by: dkzk---------------------"TheePartThatFell"
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