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21st century cabbages ( segabbac yrutnec ts 12 )

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swans upon a morning’s moo

wronging songs of roll ‘n’ rock

like a pebble in a shoe

or a puppet in a sock

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inks the rub of rubber ducks

flying like a mountain’s mist

bending earth of mother flux

this is not a shopping list

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down among the dingle’s ring

sipping troughs upon the peaks

back before the badger king

scatters cushion buttock cheeks

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but the buttress butter balls

bugger all is vaster than

all the twitching curtain calls

shit the road & hit the fan

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fuck the truck of monster men

animism animates

mrs. sheet & mr. pen

friends again – so i’ve got mates

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so the fog is dancing dogs

lo, the cloven clover trots

where the hare is boxing frogs

squint an i & dot the dots

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