Season's Greetings from Harry Flarf

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Women explode in the streets of Jerusalem
while long-haired men make love to their wall.

The Prophet makes war with a telephone
and everyone who can goes shopping,

but there is no Christmas when they Christmas shop
amid all the red, green, and glitter

and "what's this water I hear about?"
said the little fish to its father.

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 8 years ago

THIS IS BULL SHIT!! I(

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