The body of art crawled up from the dirt
be it a Denom on a tear?
Aiming low against the commoner?
Cad! Cod eyes, can you not see the art from the dead?
Shake off it's loam
hop on its hip
boned
slamed
forced down your own rear end
and watch us dig up this grave art
on shoved L's
spades, spics, spans
wash your hands
(4) on it, (3) hoist, (2) dust, (1)
words
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