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Of Pleasing Odor to the Lord Writ big in lipstick letters, Old school scrawl On jaundiced skin. Lifted from The Book of Lewd Enlightenment (page 52), adjacent to: "Here I lie, broken-hearted...." Adios, Kid Intricate. I never thought the Lemon flower was sweet, myself. - But that's me. A cancerous attitude precludes tumors - They're scared shit. Clean bill of health and an enema gratis, And all systems are go. "You can love your life," The TV pleads, as hordes are cured: Canes, walkers dispensed with (They get a nice dollar on Returned prosthetics). And I run Out of the room, Laughing and crying. Mostly laughing, though.
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