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Rolly Rhumpus Begs A Question, In Utmost Sincerity
No new dregs to be sippin from
at 5:23 am
or 5:24,.....5:25 5:26 and so on.
& on
& on...........so, in theory, this obsessive crap can curse ye
for-ever, (or leastwise make you as an Easy Mark
at most of the Amerikan Bingo BlowOut Bash's events).
Enough therein, of this, that, th'other. We have family waiting
at the door, sweating, & panting to get some-one's fate behind
them . Oh, sweet naked love. You were asked to bring
as much of "that stuff" as could be handled as your fame
would allow..
But no-thing yet, from nowhere now,
"Later" will be as "Impersonal" as it it'll ever get. Like a business venture
so potentially juicy that we'll throw in at least one child of your issue,
to sweeten the deal, ( unleashing the calumny), and put it into a big, shallow,
neoprene big-top.
Oh, you, Neoprene Circus. ~~What the hell is Neoprene, anyway?~~
"The future is in plastics."
We all knew that to be as true as anything else.
Begs the question. "What Now?"
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