Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Gorge: United Haram Hare Bande

spay the speaker with a point of the hose. direct him to the barn, with the cows. and then the truck comes. cooled it goes to the factory that stinks. a bolt to the head by an illegal. a snort by the bead from the feeble. Then an auspicious calling from co-eds: they eat the burger. They sex the beaker. And bake the ugly pumpkin eater with the maze of oz. i read the grapes of wrath, and smoked the white remains of broken math. i called the screaming beepers of gas casings to and from the factory, just to stand-up a shield to those who would fuck children in the gut for a bigger tv. this precedes the work.

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