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In a field of concrete bunkers, The left from the middle is guarded by a charred garden gnome With a necklace of battery powered light up flamingos And Cheerios The hat of the gnome sits by an open hatch The rim of which wears Teal chains and hula fringe and Cyborg rhino keychains The ladder is cut from a sheet of metal That had a ******* poster on it And a mural of a man screaming White and black lines With a meeting seaweed mustache And empty picnic baskets Line the hallway lighted with fireflies and Christmas spirits I drop a smoke down the hatch and wait for it to bloom
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Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 2:03 PM UTC
concrete bunkers
In a field of concrete bunkers, The left from the middle is guarded by a charred garden gnome With a necklace of battery powered light up flamingos And Cheerios The hat of the gnome sits by an open hatch The rim of which wears Teal chains and hula fringe and Cyborg rhino keychains The ladder is cut from a sheet of metal That had a ******* poster on it And a mural of a man screaming White and black lines With a meeting seaweed mustache And empty picnic baskets Line the hallway lighted with fireflies and Christmas spirits I drop a smoke down the hatch and wait for it to bloom
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Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 2:03 PM UTC
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