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#1 All the little beasties Writing to-and-fro Playing with symbologies Like veggies in a row Thinking their importantcy Of self is Oh! so So! Building meals with condiments (but where'd the sandwich go?) #2 Most things do not want to rhyme. Take, for example, Space, and Time. They do not have a common syntax, Only a parallax entrusted To one another Like home-fries at the Waffle House, Smothered and splattered and covered... Encrusted.
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Jan 22, 2011
Jan 22, 2011 at 8:20 PM UTC
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#1 All the little beasties Writing to-and-fro Playing with symbologies Like veggies in a row Thinking their importantcy Of self is Oh! so So! Building meals with condiments (but where'd the sandwich go?) #2 Most things do not want to rhyme. Take, for example, Space, and Time. They do not have a common syntax, Only a parallax entrusted To one another Like home-fries at the Waffle House, Smothered and splattered and covered... Encrusted.
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