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Bum With Glazed Blue Eyes.
Beautiful.
There is nothing more.
This man can make an empress blush.
This man is old enough to have lighten Sinatra's cigarettes.
This mans beard is more mysterious then the Amazon.
His rusty cart has bore more luggage then an obese pregnant broad.
& his eyes.
You understand what eyes truly are when he glances at you
Then looks away indifferently.
This man cannot be touched.
Beware Kings & Lords of the land.
There is a god among us.
Hear his charming farts.
Watch him eat stale bread.
This is no bum.
This is the original beast.
In the flesh , & flesh alone.
You dig?
There is nothing more.
This man can make an empress blush.
This man is old enough to have lighten Sinatra's cigarettes.
This mans beard is more mysterious then the Amazon.
His rusty cart has bore more luggage then an obese pregnant broad.
& his eyes.
You understand what eyes truly are when he glances at you
Then looks away indifferently.
This man cannot be touched.
Beware Kings & Lords of the land.
There is a god among us.
Hear his charming farts.
Watch him eat stale bread.
This is no bum.
This is the original beast.
In the flesh , & flesh alone.
You dig?
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