thru art is great armor
and with it easy chink
and always amorous
to do whatever it thinks
what a clutch of clucks
how beautiful
would a transglobal high speed railroad be
and how proud those who built it
is a painting
is a war
is a new birth
the moon is a little father away
i am unhappy with man
so much of the low-hanging fruit
is all ready
written
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Irrony Observes The Earthing.