I gulp the ham jangle

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canning coy was a crisp dink to live in the woods for a while
skeep was a flour warbler

now a song cat for achy head
the piano lamps with the doctored fridge

that folk talk in the second dream
the arctic fleece to withstand that sugar

here are the barn numerals for that planet
fork stunt

now for the half walk
willie was a spock

editors note:

Take a quick pic to post, then dig in – food’s gettin’ cold. – mh clay

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