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#1531    Look at that. There are monkeys here.
They "work" from nine to fabled!
Anything's better-than almost supper!
Onions are so un-labeled.
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#1532    I was going to ask, does he paint houses?
And are these "doughnuts" nearly-day-old?
The Tardis alone might fetch some-goods.
But that's no excuse, for manners.
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#1533    Around one o'clock now. Feeling stable.
Like surface tensions around the dock.
Four months now. So-unable.
Almost near the speed of-mock.
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#1534    There's a hole in this city!
We were-so traumatized by-it".
Almost five "fire-truck-sponges".
Sponges were ordered, because sponges fit.
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#1535    Because all of us are "woven".
Because the "crisp is air".
Because of "absent-mindedness".
I don't have a joint-account to wear.
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#1536    That's a tube of vacant spine.
Vector nine, vector niner!
A mouse did that to you?
Which-word hit your shiner?
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#1537    Very-very slow now.
Take it from the "mop".
Hideous? We-will-ask your navel.
Hey! Who billed for "one deep thought"?
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#1538    All this darkness "must-implode".
Get out, "get out of here".
Do we need-this-orange?
Hello? We're loft impaired!
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#1539    One "giant-yellow".
To shock the "shiny shoe".
Slow down, slow down, slow down!
The major-piss is due.
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#1540    Wow! All that coffee talked allot!
Who knew that's-what-years could-do.
Polynesian-Sunrise eh!
Yea we have those-too.
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#1541    Aside from all the plates-Nadine.
What's the best disguise?
For 51 dollars and 20 cents.
The soft quatrains have eyes.
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#1542    Today is the biggest "less" investment, anyone can pound.
Let us hope you right out of kitchen.
Some of these are both Fish and Fiction.
So put the metal down.
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#1543    Because the music, stares at tambourine.
Then dips-in the banjo mixer.
The flow goes through, the inner lean.
Towards the extra-note, for thickener.
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#1544    When he looks at the oblong stars.
You see that they are broken right?
Do you also see their lost-serene.
It's going to be a bad day for night.
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#1545    That's the thing you never do.
Become all love tying a shoe.
For how much could we win I jest.
If grown men, could pass that test.
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#1546    Whatever it is it ain't my tent.
I am more like just-resisting.
Trying to get up before toilet wealth.
Mothers aren't mean just something else.
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#1547    When I was five, I heard a preacher Dowse.
Don't make plans, they'll be squashed like a mouse.
It took forty years, to close that mouth.
And learn the new way, to truly own a house.
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#1548    Inspiration is a moment.
Of nine thousand thoughts.
Three thousand more in that same foment.
When their rights for time ends not.
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#1549    You know how some people respond to rain.
Wanting to control it's sum.
By tearing their fingers off in complaint.
If two does not equal one.
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#1550    I shield my wise from the smallest skies.
That shadow of the magic don't.
Where those that would.
Meet those that won't.
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#1551    Losing being that finest right.
A gracefulness only wisdoms toe.
Where problemless kites light up thin nights.
I fear blight men might know.
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#1552    Slow life person I've just noticed your sale.
I'm a slow life person too.
Could I please buy your one ticket for life.
To see fast people become sherry till chew.
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#1553    If every person was maximum careful.
What a perfect world I'd see.
But nothing is allowed to slow down or notion.
Except the odd in me.
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#1554    Inside a driverless van with a small tree.
Growing on its roof like an antenna.
I was wondering from behind gray walls.
If anyone can hear my heaven.
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#1555    There is no chance of men unteething.
But the wind stops still to pro.
There among the endless teasing.
Is there someone reading slow?
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#1556    When the crime is loneliness.
Do you hear in cubic lots.
The innocent mind has none.
Just half completed thoughts.
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#1557    Her eyes would hold no believe things.
And nothings would storm her hands.
And the sun would join our sleepings.
Among the unrests of man.
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#1558    A human being isn't that a thing.
Built to fall apart if you watch it sing.
If it had its moment, what would you say.
If it was pertaining, to its justice that day.
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#1559    There's a man sleeping in the back of a pickup truck.
But not visible behind a cnn logo.
Because in his dream world water equals money.
Where he sleeps like he was cargo.
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#1560    Let's raise a toast to the power of leapfrog.
While each winner needs one rest each two!
Let's remember fondly, when there were famous people.
Now let's show them, what humans can do!
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