Shark Infested Mustard
by grimbeau
Trashed it, simpering, dithering, dark editor, slow whimsy dulls me, narcolepsy whelms, laps, gurgles…here we go again, malingering without intent to cause affray
A new idiot is born, not a repeat of yesterday’s, that comes in the night. Same exasperating incidental music, mind you, synthesizer meets viola in a troika
Turtle doves, water voles, and killer bees endangered by turn of agent orange by popular demand, outbreak of Pigg’s Chorea
Let soft dictators sleep easy in their pearly cots, safe in the knowledge yours is an open and shut cask of amontillado
Enter purer freer realms without redress to newer cleaner clothes forgetting not to paint your toes, blow your nose, or stone the crows
You have to be an Australian. What a joy to know that.
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the world is simple
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once a convict, always…&c
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