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Post-Op Pop-Up (hey Popeye...it's just like PopArt, yknow?)

 
a sluice-barrel fulla d
                       r
                      u
                       g
                        s
& notta fckn
one tget ye High....


O, Anesthesia, sweet goddess Anesthesia!
    take me back, pleas, ((if ye canno put
 me to dreamy sleep, at least then
to the
    dreamless unconscious(ness))
/this'ere working world don't work but
for more pain when the crafts of distraction,
        diversion
    fail thee production real con'trived Happy/


mr.metalpart heart ( hey, all the oldfucks have
                    got'em these days....millions
                    o'them little'lectric muthas)
dozen years of partnerlessness can
                    make ye feel like yr Personal
                    Savior in Christ was just
                    an'other funless joke.
             (Fuck'em, they who can't-take-it
                 like 'me' doodoo, toodle'oo)


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2015FOTO:BY:dkzk\"BlessedBeThyBlueVaginaBaskingInParadise"
Written by dkzksaxxas_DanielX (DadaDoggyDannyKozakSaxfn)
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