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if you catch that pony or disease
turn flank to moi, 

play some oui cappella heart. 

as a shady housecat 

toys with fervent babes, 

chasing all uneaten forms
that meep under laundry heaps, 

blowing off fire alarms
while whistling dixie 

 via nuremburg, 

let our hashtag smoke kisses 

     so  

I durst burst as autumn hay
     to feed yea..

.. no'mo neigh