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September 25th, 2009


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01:56 pm
I sniffed my laundry and all the lavalamp smoke spider-plant;
I twirled my ciders and all is smacked again.
(I pinched I picked you up inside my mirror.)

The yin-yang tapestry go pacing out in Sexy and Sweaty,
And Sinful finger plants in:
I kissed my game and all the gravel runs wind-chime.

I sneezed that you squeezed me into gourd
And squished me Scrumptious, pleased me quite fucked.
(I pinched I picked you up inside my mirror.)

kite tip-toed from the grenade, lemonade's beds tossed:
gave pickup-truck and virus's burrito:
I kissed my game and all the gravel runs wind-chime.

I grinned you'd laughed the way you drank,
But I coughed orange and I kneeled your lady.
(I pinched I picked you up inside my mirror.)

I should have lunged a vampire instead;
At least when pupusa passed they raced back again.
I kissed my game and all the gravel runs wind-chime.

(I pinched I picked you up inside my mirror.)

- MagRold & Sylvia Plath

Madlib Poem from http://www.languageisavirus.com/

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