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start tearing
down the college
that pulled
down the coppersmith
Hitler's anger
scientists looked
down upon him
and looked
is driven
down upon it
in this
flower doth appear
has a
flower on it
pretty little
with little
flowers on it
with small
flowers on it,
She
found her calling
our guards were
found unconsciousness
we spent an
hour talking
from the
house of bondage
How much was it
Howard Aldrich
Howard Hodgkin
Gina,
how's the stalling
Mount Katahdin
, the
Mount of Olives
telescopic sight
mounted on it
their
mouths shut on this
Now the problem is
him
now, a rocket ship
Now, what causes this
the creativity of
our artists
absolutely acquiescent in
obtain freedom from
our bondage
idea who
our boss is
you put
our card in
it will drape
our coffin
meaning to
our common lives
Springer didn't solve
our conflict
not laughing at
our drawings
our father's will
a bear eating
our garbage
of who
our God is
actually, he's
become
command center as
our hostage
actions, our sorcery,
our logic
awfully thin since
the better for
to have seen
our parting
not good for
too early in
our partnership
um, murdered by
our pharmacist
and destructiveness of
be asked in
intrude itself on
long have strangled
our politics
I want
our problems fixed
get dirt on
turkey, and hanging
our stockings
hear it for
our volunteers
you scoping
out her coffin
out of all of this
get
other
out of all this
ever got
you've wandered
out of Auschwitz
leads you
out of bondage
All dropped
bachelor fresh
can't get
high schoolers
I dropped
kick you
never been
Ramanujan dropped
til they're
out of college
out of drawing
be driven
dark money
get money
once he's
special interests
out of politics
and Keep
Out of Politics
the nonsense
out of shopping
things
out of small things
It gets
out the conflict
gotta take
I take
or takes
to take
out the garbage
spits
out the marker lid
be let
have poured
out upon him
Out yer nostril
of my own
Power Cosmic
with this People
Power garbage
but natural in
wasted dollars and
power politics
I get, but
power walking
It's your
power, not his
imitating the
onomatopoeia, a
sound of coughing
why hast
thou forgotten Him
couple hundred
thousand, all in
with 1 extra syllable
about a lot of things
find out
about a scholarship
some doubt
about the authorship
tell you
about the bosses
takes
account of all things
my way
around a lock-pick
the dogs
them nosing
around the garbage
around the start of spring
looked
around, but saw nothing
begins the
breakdown of starches
Time
devours all things
top of the
dugout applauding
without a lot of it
get far
without a TARDIS
Doctor Who
without the TARDIS