The ending

Tunes that I heard yesterday a million miles away and they still play on the radio, way to go? if you’re going to hell. In the triangle I am obtuse a recluse in need of and I won’t say abuse but I did. and there you have it. I didn’t because I wouldn’t…

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Mulligatawny

We limber up then clamber up to clutter up and put the shutters down. She takes tumbles like I take tea, often. When you open up a chatterbox don’t expect Jack, unless you are expecting Jack. My mind flits if minds can flit, seldom still…

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