take it off the rudder captain,
when telescopic worm vehicles
hiss-beard on the last of aegean
quaddles..
let us moisten elbows,
and prepare
for the ass smell
of a long day of pointless
rowing:
'a high pitched isscreeeen
went out from cauterizing
fish heads' sword'
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