| The first god: had in his garden, from the back, looked like
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| a household pet--but when it was twirled 'round was revealed to be a 3 legged black grey hog; |
| SEE what flows from his mushy pen
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| That person is films on t.v. |
| 5 years back at least
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| he’s the Young Generation tying to perform country and western
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| Do a dance here
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| SMALL SMALL LOCATION
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| GARDEN garden
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| NEVER since birth not eaten in a day
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| Never since courtship stayed up some nights
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| HE had the 'Kingdom of Evil’book under a German history book--
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| he was contrived like that-- See what flows! |
| from his mushy pen
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| GARDEN GARDEN
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| Sodomized by presumption
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| (… his ferry stopped at 'Pool port. revealed to be spolit
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| slate with largesse resource.
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| Wild Bill hick, shaves and charts at last, made the second god
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| sad -- he’s coming up.)
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| GODZONE GODZONE JACOB’S LADDER
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| the best firms advertise the least
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| THE second god, lives by fountains that flowed, by the blue shiny
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| lit
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| roads. |
| Had forgot, what others still try to grasp.
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| HE knew the evil of the 'phone, the bells stopped on Sunday when
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| he rose.
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| SHOTGUN! |
| SHOTGUN! |
| SHOTGUN!
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| Perdition.
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| He’s here. |
| I saw him I swear on the thingy floor:
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| up on the brown baize lift shaft he’s here! |
| He’s here at last! |