They are aloft within
the decadent men's choir
They are swimming among
disassociational kite salad greeneries
They are wriggling for miles
under vast planes of fuzz besmirched philo-blankies
They are grinning to expose
waddling penguin tooth robots and Shirley Temple
They are inscribing softly
the decadent men's choir's monogrammed snake-hankys
They are cooing
as they are ejected through the caverns
of giant gelatin-filled glass bananas
housing thrashing scorpion goddesses
with clanky rubber-coated collander jaws
and broad collars of 'numisdelic' lapis-butter
the indigo-ambergris of scorpion nipple styluses
which skiff across the velvet pant-lings
the secret teachings of Edward G. Robison cherubic bankrobbers
shaving in the manger of snow-black cornucopia-accordions
or "cornucordions" from which Kasey started the extremely popular
"Disunicornucordians"
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