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May 2015
Quickened quicksand putrified as blackened pepper,
Doth thou remember?
Or art thou to young to forget?

Propagation stuns contagiously,
Raging promoter's think hastily,
How provision like they are!!!!!!!

Swell in their heads,
Like a baby still unfed,
Feet stuck in state shoes like old southern style pickled jars!!

The puncture of force trembles to the gravitational world,
Where men art small,
Women art tall,
Dancing on tables of wine and pearls!!!

Moody atmosphere here is monosonic,
Monopilizers monstrous to federal gain!!
Some socks stay threaded,
While bedsheets they use for you to hang!!!

Misconcieve your own livings,
Give your own thanksgiving,
For you stole thine native land!!!

No change to stay at large,
Mitigater of quickened sand......
brandon nagley
Written by
brandon nagley  Ohio,USA..
(Ohio,USA..)   
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