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Lonely foundry members floundering in metallic destitution
The truth about suburban fratricide is that it’s an urban legend
Liverish teens, parochial nightmares played out on a Neilson rated chessboard:
Rook to F5 at five.
Tinctures of spermicide on the el
Headed to Burnaby, then Roma (track sex)
Pureed suspects playing possum or plotting putschs in back alley pulp fictions
Specious reasoning escapes (like villains) the orgy of transparent evidence
Bought entirely with prepaid sponsors happy to peddle
Lira, shilling, rupee, and peso wares
To unaware materialists
A missing gingko
Disparaging stories and velvet lies, careful to sing rehearsed alibis in primetime
Cunnilingus
And barrows filled with dead innocence.
Full details at six.
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