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Fast and furious,

the frumpy female flashes

sans foresightedness.

Half-duck, half-doggie

looks away, embarrassed ’bout

owner’s obloquy.

Watch what happens when

smashed pumpkin meets tequila—

vi’lent vomitus.

Erupting in a

silent yell, the yawning fox

says good day to you.

A plague of eff jays

shall assault thy senses as

we blind ourselves razed.

What would Oscar think?

Wilde Portrait of Knobs

in Gray, wither away like

cultural landscape.

Are those angel wings

or a flying vee or just

a bad burrito?

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