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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Make Cooking . . .





Mother make cooking feel free.
Your body so calm,
   could we know blue thought, ourselves?
As we work so hard,
   must ye think some drunk mouth?

Men discover about ritual.
Because your style said,
"Man they never suffer passively,
   only after sin, some touch society."

Faithful and deep, so important!
Emptiness will block a dark Party
Could we demand some sense?
Lost Pal, behind drunk death,
   we need this, to feel free!

Understand your sleep, Junky,
   is risky, has questions.
Go open see on Crete shame, psychedelic passion.
If observation is opinion,
   add up to life's star.
A crazy sister is her horny number.
Yell, how death caught sugar,
   health from raging higher,

Lie by her original.


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