| by Icky Slott |
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| (August 4th,2006) |
| two dozen tongues
are shackled to a lisp. all correspondence freezes as a deafening sibilance drenches the carpet & 8 lbs of headache sinks into a vat of boiling pancake batter . the army will eat good tonight even though the mimes refuse to negotiate. |
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