Magic Shows My Favorite!A Poem by DavidgeoThe cement bag's, for the weight, dear....Tell me now, Sir dainty, Mr abscond with wealth; Dr pearls.... Would you have something to say? Mr ideological pressured carboniferous fossils, Lord Collector of co signing idiots.... Was is quiet this time? Stealth maintained among the secret bigots, with their secret secrets. Promises violated, All while authoring atmospheres.... .... like a whisper; then it's gone? Into an aether.... like he made it up. Like you were made to take it? Like the victim of some poor man 's Mr Bond?! As the great Bobby sang from someone else "Oh, the line forms on the right, babe" Thanks for the memories. Watch your back babe, they again come around.... Different shoes though, maybe nicer clothes. "
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