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chick chicky boom chicky boom chic chic

check it out check it out

chic chicky boom chicky boom chic chic

it's da state of this here disunion

this here bangalore torpedo seeks yer minefields

this here suffering hero

n

crows about strafes

multitudes peripherally

****** blind prophets

exclaim

chic chicky boom chicky boom chic chic

it's nothing but beginning

of beginning & z end of approximation

time's sweet angry subluxation

universal caving in on U & U

chic chicky boom chicky boom chic chic

when was z last time U really loved

i mean really really really loved

ha i could only hold to z imagination

z skeleton z allegory z myth

'cause everything slides & falls

screams careens outta control

chic chicky boom chicky boom chic chic

she brought in rrrrevolution.evolution.now

is z caustic effervescence of her wit

eroding my sandy castle of deceit?

ha and repeat ha

chic chicky boom chicky boom chic chic

forgive-me-notes are written high

on z forehead of my despair

a cursive flowing interdiction

malediction cruxifiction err-u-diction

en-passant

in each pyrotechnic moment when we don't see I-to-I

on anything relevant to what we once hoped was us

but we continue dance dance dance

perseveration aberration indiscretion cha-cha-cha

chic chicky boom chicky boom chic chic

she said *** is z engine of z world

like engine like world like ***

like like like

could say no more

oh it's tiresome to go on

describing that chimeric uniting

flesh-to-flesh-in-flesh eliding

we all are guilty of

do not end a line with a preposition such as

that or a proposition such as this:

given angle a prove that old triangle theorem

two simultaneous loves don't make a right

cherchez les angles les anglais la bon mot

ya know

chic chicky boom chicky boom chic chic

when i die please bury me upside down

prone to z ground making dead love to earth ya kno

while the centuries lie down next to me

chic chicky boom chicky boom chic chic

chic chicky boom chicky boom chic chic

chic chicky boom chicky boom chic chic

chic!

chic!

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wil-wynn
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Jan 24, 2010
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