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Bakery Pope
05:49
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The chimney
Halfway the chimney
Is a fired up dove
Splintered beak and a tough shell with eureka miles
The chimney layeth in moon
Is a door to baptis capmunk flock and lucifer
from sliver to smoke
like a hot wire
The chimney
Halfway the chimney
Is a burned out dove
Is a burned out dove
A nobody caught me
No body suspected anything
Considering that I was machinery
Machinery, machine…
The chimney
Halfway the chimney
Is a fire is a fire is a fire is a fire
The chimney
Halfway the chimney
Is a fire is a fire is a fire is a fire
Listen up Mercury!
Will you take us across the Baltic like a family?
Hey Mercury!
How about ninety miles east from here?
Bump? Limp? Stroke!
Bump? Limb? Stroke!
Kappa sees a gnomeThe both of them they bake
Amphibian pancake for the night-night
Bump into a strobe
Epigone is a Cyclops in a mountain
From Russia to Bruges is a long slide.
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Things Adding Up
05:06
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Without a wooden nose
But with a beard
Things adding up, add up, up to their own bodies
Houses with wooden poles
Are made for burning
Things adding up, add up, up to their own bodies
This is a pair of close
Torn up by roses
Things adding up, add up, up to their own bodies
We’re in a king’s palace
And I sassed the throne
Things adding up, add up, up to their own bodies
Walk with a torch
To meet a ghost is to come back
To the others around you
Exotic and luminous.
Walk with a torch
To meet a ghost is to come back
To the others around you
Exotic and luminous.
Walk with a torch
To meet a ghost is to come back
To the others around you
Exotic and luminous.alk with a torch
To meet a ghost is to come back
To the others around you
Exotic and luminous.
Quail ‘pon nuits
You took nibbles of the night
Another bite
Another bite
Another bite
Another bite
Quail ‘pon nuits
You took nibbles of the night
Another bite
Another bite...
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Lisp
07:54
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Yawn, I delayed
Fallouted to sand
To chez ma parti
Rhino
Brewed chocolatier
Six separate plates
Away with you, wig!
Bossa-bold
Eeek a kroketted lipgloss brunette
She painted a peak a while ago
Tweeds! a balette.
Offering in spring
I’d schlide a grenade on the floor
Crowd within a crowd
Flit-moth for fag
Relay my beat deep to burial
Sound ohne mouth
beg for tabard
Nestorial aid
oh! teacher..
Call a clunk
we could walk away
Pretzels in the park
Carotenoïde pussypressed her nose in a wild flower
Wild and aslung
Barbara, be seen!
You schick-a to address a jolt that fled to fly
Can I sit here?
Glued to the earthquake
Crizzle my leg to fake steel
Can I cladderere?
Roost and a clackrizzle my leg is a heel.
Kick ‘n classy held their roses up
Wrapped up in uranium towels
Flipped their contaminate Abruzzo’s up like coins
In fascist-phantasm-cartoons
Violence
Klepperklepper words of violence
Bithadin live ‘n loved the chiseled text
Hexagon lexicon cast
It doesn’t say what it reads what it says
Possesses Chaldean cobbeling wisdom incised
With violence
1lilili1 words of violence
Push us into pillows
Punish the river
Maltotoxifurzaprine
And a sprinkler on a canvas
Cush us into limos
Riding without road
Rallantandinkimmastepout
And a walk on a gazoon
Croon
Croon
Are you a weakling or a sprinkler?
A picture of a monkey and a donkey
Printed in whiffs of rosebud pink
Patrocles, Jibbereze, Hippocrates
-cles, -isms, too flat
Violence
What bird needs a word?
Violins
Tetra-chrome to Gaiating
Leaving a track
Wiggle my egg to your crustan I sit here?
Whup… to the left
Crizzle my leg is a heel
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