Elevenses, all at Sixes and Sevenses

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Jesus i’m fussy, Australian pied pipers rise bald from the River of the desert. Five supporters riding unicycles cling to E.T. reruns, whilst cooking up infinte h’orderves. Physical Education undermines gross national anchove intake. Violets and potatos are on that menu this Boxing day, aren’t they? The charge of the fire brigade just faded, lesbians don’t take kindly to being armwrestled out of consolatory sex.

Franklin in the Marshlands—Pluto with the low siren whaling & rambling Vivian—a menace to taking prescidence, as he was never endingly called—go—go dancers, yea! & the minority complex numbers crowning you . . . Duncan looking out into the window of farmlessness & puffing out a mountain…

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Elevenses, all at Sixes and Sevenses

hudson

Kingston Heights, New Zealand

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