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Great Christ Lazy Mary will get you up a Sunday morning "The movie begin in 5 moments" The mindless announced "All those unseated, will await The show" We filed slowly, languidly the hall. The auditorium was vast, & silent. As we seated & darkened The continued: "The program for this evening is not new. You seen This entertainment thru & thru. You've seen your birth, your & death; you might recall all of the rest - (did you have a world when you died?) - enough to base a movie on?" An iron rapped our minds like a fist. I'm out of here you going? To the side of the morning Please don't the clouds Pagodas, Her cunt him a warm friendly hand. "It's all right. All friends are here." can I meet them? "After eaten" I'm not "O, we beaten" Silver stream, scream, Impossible Here the comedians at them smile Watch dance An indian at them gesture How So to gesture Words Words be resemble walking sticks Plant will grow Watch them so always be A Better than a But charge Won't get W/out a dollar Shall I say it Aloud, you get the No food w/out fuel's I'll be, the loud Unleashed my At of powers O girl, Your worried O mind Sin in the by the blind She smells On my new Arrogant Tied in a network of fast the obsession Its to admit Fats rhythm Woman came them Women of the unite Make the safe For a scandalous Hee Cut your is a joke Your wife's in a The boat Here comes the Blood Blood Blood They're making a Of our
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