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Mailboxes drip like lampposts in the twisted birth canal of the coliseum

Rim job fairy teapots mask the temper tantrum

O' say can you see 'em

Stuffed cabbage is the darling of the Laundromat

'N the sorority mascot sat with the lumberjack Sorority

Pressing passing stinging half synthetic fabrication of his time

The mouse with the overbite explained how the rabbits were ensnared

'N the skinny scanty sylph trashed the apothecary diplomat

Inside the three-eyed monkey within inches of his toaster oven life

In my mind

I'm half blind

My inner ref

Is mostly deaf

I'm smell impaired

If you cared

My sense of taste is wasted on the phosphorescent orange peels of San Francisco axe-encrusted frenzy

So let me touch you

Let me touch you

Let me touch you

Let me touch you

Where the Royal Jelly gets made

Coloratura singers bringing weeds and social clingers

Hangers-on and fancy flingers

To the dress ball

Mushrooms and bowling pins

Stove pipe hats and other things I can't recall

From Juvenile hall

We're so unlucky and stuff

Woodrow Wilson never had it so tough

Dairy Queen and Vaseline and Maybelline

Paul Bunyan and James Dean Paul Bunyan

Allegory agencies of pre-Raphaelite paganry

And Shenandoah tapestries

Compared with good mahogany

Collapsing the undying postcard romance

With feline perspicacity

By the university

That night I held a paucity

Which you deemed common courtesy

I wasn't what you thought I'd be

I shouldn't have invited you to dance

In my tree

I'm halfway free

And in my chair

One quarter there

In my dream

One-sixteenth cream

In the coffee of the Courtier of the sycophantic assistant to the king

So let me touch you

Let me touch you

Let me touch you

Let me touch you

Where the Royal Jelly gets made

You're a liar