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The Curse.

Grab a pinch  of quantum soup

mix with fresh picked arrowroot,

 

NEUTRON STAR AND NEUTRON STAR.

gasping gluts of interstellar air

with corona of Altair,

NETURON STAR AND NEUTRON STAR.

dying light of Betelgeuse 

cast around him double thrice,

NEUTRON STAR AND NEUTRON STAR.

 

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I feel awkward without coffee

 I feel awkward without coffee

like chasing pert sylvans round Helicon's hills

constant under Urania's dissapproving eye.

 

Makes one want to get deep into the wood with goat footed pan

erection flailing wild for Bacchus rites.

 

Or better yet to smash skulls for the ruby juice 

thick Teutonic forest leaning close.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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