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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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