Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof

I’m On The Moon For Love

In Bob Folder on January 22, 2009 at 4:10 pm

Dippity Dippity Doo!
Little Weedy frightened the berry-wad
into a likeness of the civil war.
Quatro! Noodleroni! Spengler!
the little Russian is in his foot!
Advocate the blind end of a backwards bat.
Station Wagon! Apertif!
Worms are god’s little wigglies, utterly buttressed
(something about swelling).

Rain is they master’s pitchfork
—bent and in a butt.
What is fishing anyway
but a spacesuit
made randomly
of satchels?

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