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Let me explain,
it's all about a boy a boyish,
fine summers day
a day for horseflys sweat dripping off him
and he wants the pool death
dripping of it and it wants the boy
standing in smoggy groggy centers of waste
and ignorance the temperature has
reached the proximity of hell "hello"
it says and turning,
naive and naked,
he waves "waving horses don't fly but flys horse around..."
it grins "especially big ones like me' seduced,
the boy asks "why do they horse?" and it stares,
"do you really want to know?""
come over here"
and here that fly lightly carresses
the skin so as not to be swatted away
"this isn't so fun...so funny.."
so fundamental teaching goes on on his flesh BITE!!!!!
and fly away it was hazy...lazy... crazy
and that boy stood dreaming at the pool...
dreamed...
or seemed??
"hot and humid "
says the whether man to whether
or not weathered it hurts. the gargoyle




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