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Anxiously awaiting atomic assimilation Basing me on belligerent and boorish bastardization Capsizing cargo with careful consideration as to Deciding which day is decay's destination Everyone embrace the elevated expiration Forget my face and follow fabrication Go to the gallows with grace and gravitation He will hold you and hinder alienation I, however, hold insignificance in interest Justifiable jackhammers jacking fighter jets Killing Californians who are kissing canvases Lying without laughing and lighting cigarettes My master makes me move my mundane mind Never knowing next to nothing with nothing else inside Overly offering operating override Practicing patiently pulling peoples' pride Quickly questioning quizzical quietness Rationalizing raging reinventions ridiculous Stapling this summer to my (still) sick subconscious Traveling tunnelers trading tides for tiredness Under the umbrella my undertow untangles Violently vibrating like varying violin angles Waiting with wandering whispers under the table Xylophonist x-rays, excruciating fables You yellow youngling, you who screams in my dreams Zebras zoom by every single night, it seems Let's chant my enchantments, the alliteration song! And untie your tongue So you don't take it wrong.
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Feb 17, 2011
Feb 17, 2011 at 6:59 PM UTC
The Alliteration Song!
Anxiously awaiting atomic assimilation Basing me on belligerent and boorish bastardization Capsizing cargo with careful consideration as to Deciding which day is decay's destination Everyone embrace the elevated expiration Forget my face and follow fabrication Go to the gallows with grace and gravitation He will hold you and hinder alienation I, however, hold insignificance in interest Justifiable jackhammers jacking fighter jets Killing Californians who are kissing canvases Lying without laughing and lighting cigarettes My master makes me move my mundane mind Never knowing next to nothing with nothing else inside Overly offering operating override Practicing patiently pulling peoples' pride Quickly questioning quizzical quietness Rationalizing raging reinventions ridiculous Stapling this summer to my (still) sick subconscious Traveling tunnelers trading tides for tiredness Under the umbrella my undertow untangles Violently vibrating like varying violin angles Waiting with wandering whispers under the table Xylophonist x-rays, excruciating fables You yellow youngling, you who screams in my dreams Zebras zoom by every single night, it seems Let's chant my enchantments, the alliteration song! And untie your tongue So you don't take it wrong.
(c) Ryan Bowdish 2010-2011
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Feb 17, 2011
Feb 17, 2011 at 6:59 PM UTC
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