honk honk, the nether
and a a a a a porc-u-pined
wiffin' the attic-tic-tic-tic to
morrow for...
oh. to sleep. to never
be nevewhere ornwhere. or
where? their is quite. white
quiet on mohnaire.
wallow wallow wildem smears
have swilt a loonly loo-loo
that's spooling circles to-
tu-tu. and too two'd
furrowld ohl'd mysite or... ur
foor the flurin' insky dur'n
time to time for time. i'me
not myne signed tis hind.
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