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Apr 2014
Me, you?
A pile of stew?
A dinner for two?
A side of verbal spew?
Oh, ****.
I picked up sticks
and allowed my mind
to create you different.
You scare me.
Wine in hand
I make weird plans
I use rope and some vinegar too.

Brain cloud, said Joe to his volcano
erupts inside Meg Ryan
"Where are you?"

Tobey Maguire cries rivers
His ***** is this big.

Go deeper for truth
Go deeper for answers
Let's swell and burst.
Spanish for "**** me".
M Clement
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M Clement  Oregon
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