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Note-On-Note: Readers, hazard why this, now? H.e.m./H'H.

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The Books are about overdue,
of too many Words spoked
in decandescence, used;
like bituminate & anthracite
hot-burned, septic ash -
who will google the Dawn
& first splash of Morning
awaken primorde engines
from Kali Yuga,
eyes' sleep so heavy
like hammers before anvillages,
soon?

Afore
we finish the end of the Morlde
the haggard Morlde will end us
despite body-sniffing deodo-rants
(as seen on TV),
if only not to keep punishment, alive
quite the ambitious undertaking
the unburial of the Gog & Magog!
But, hey
Chris. Columbuse showed how
to foul the Oceans,
to sunbathe skin cancer
to mind-ripened melanomas
driving Rolls', like weapons' dealers

Honey baked ham
when
we petalitely asked her
not to
Jimmy crack'd corn, & yet... &
not one cares if the Master's gone away -
girasole, gone tomorrow -
He'll be back
to let you know
He can really shake 'em down!
But
do you Love?
to be as happy as a plant?

Mr. Body's Builder
cautions
elbow the elevator-buttons,
b'tween sips of Alumican Classic,
listens to Rock Sepsis'
Populated With Beings Not Realized Acting As Questionnaires.
Hey, Haole - Greed Or No Greed!?

Well, the
Partnership for a drug-free America?
Inclusive the Pharmas?
Seuticals just fine,
Good Housekeeping
gets
the Seal of Approval
for showing how to keep your house?
gets
you in the family American way

The Books are about overdue,
of too many Words spoked, stroked
AbdoMen overbored...

Make every mind-appeal
every Mind a peel
Reveal-Feel-Heal?
Drive a Ford Maggot
Zeel what's It's like
to really fly!

H.e.m/H’H.
5.14.MMix.
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