like lord of the flies was pish poor
version of animal farm...
and catcher in the rye was, never,
going to be an exhaustion of
                                       Dickens?
penny spins
and i pretend it's a Moroccan
belly dance?!
                         leisured lives:
always deserved the most luxury;
isn't that what the "concept"
of work ever came with,
to mind: "attache"?! in auxiliary
function?
             sprache in freitauchen...
ich macht nicht sprechen
                     die "legal" zung...
but i'm pretty sure the
grammatical word jumble is
very much akin to make
        english resemble german...
likewise vis versus...
              i get to say what the **** i want...
and you... say...
what the hell you find irksome
as cultivating:
the sort of philianthropists
i'd love to cannibalise...
akin to k. batman-gee-isn't-it-leggit?!
called the: poke the pork:
suppose there's no bacon?
what then?
                            roasted loot
in an oyster fest of hefty p.r.?
                       can't, and even won't
stomach the residue...
                   no offer for no honour
given the **** to be gained
in justifying this murk of...
                 am i the hypothetical
father, and the state?
                 knives of justice are only,
so: /                 /
                             long.