I squeeze noothgrush from tube to nude toothbrush
Surprised ever, my light-levered eyes.
July’s cleverest devices subscribed
Indescribable what I’ve tried to described
An, the, iceberg’s highted height
Ill-belying its hidden sizes
The months ahead must provide
This prideless scribe with lineworth lies
Resupplying my bong’s geyser when I feel a high subsiding
The age of iron, my pale page ox-eyed,
Reproviding from Mnemosyne
What cloudy-eyed Homer so timelessly described.
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