Monday, April 1, 2013

poem || Jeff Harrison

Hyacinthe Maglanowich

Who'll breeze a residential buzz-cut in the lower hours of liberty? Her tomb'll bring him no profit - God forbid she should fall ill! The most famous surgeons are quite the reverse of picturesque. Few have the sufficient ego strength to withstand the candies in her mouth. A clean escape saved her for my poignant effusions. Few choices will be honored if many ask for ONE. Her tomb'll bring him no profit - God forbid she should fall ill!

Few have the sufficient ego strength to withstand the candies in her mouth. It's a pity these painful deaths can't put together a single verse. A clean escape saved her for my poignant effusions. Few have the sufficient ego strength to withstand the candies in her mouth. Tell me why Hyacinthe Maglanowich says it's a pity to suggest you are the best judge of residential buzz-cuts. Come twilight police receive four inkblots unpeopled by parched articulations. The most famous surgeons are quite the reverse of picturesque. Few choices will be honored if many ask for ONE. It's a pity these painful deaths can't put together a single verse. Her tomb'll bring him no profit - God forbid she should fall ill! Few have the sufficient ego strength to withstand the candies in her mouth. A clean escape saved her for my poignant effusions. Come twilight police receive four inkblots unpeopled by parched articulations. Tell me why Hyacinthe Maglanowich says it's a pity to suggest you are the best judge of residential buzz-cuts. Who'll breeze a residential buzz-cut in the lower hours of liberty?

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