To Air Is Human, Molliere Is Different

Smurfs dig shallow graves
It's not their fault they have tiny shovels
A porky waiter drives the hell boat
On weekends he serves what he catches
but cannot claim responsibility
for the way they are cooked
A journey of a thousand eyes
Remember what love looked like
A dream carrion
Loose fibers hanging from its beak
We've seen things peak too youthy
The tragedy khadafi
The loose of toothy
Then another thing coming
A regional accent
Like a freight train
Making good ducks go soft
Like Howard
or any other giant space animal
that resembles creatures here on earth
A boring send-off
Like lemon squeezy
Then grizzly galactic marble cake
Espresso bean ice cream
A sea of explanations
One if by sea otter
Two if by electric eel
A symposium on breakfast foods
We ate bacon
We felt decadent
The check came
We checked back
A delivery boy named Roger
told us of canned pancakes
We err never the same
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6.21.13