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fire from the starboard side

this feeling runs on thru
like two thousands flushes blue
once so useful now hardly a bluish residue
like a dispenser with no pez in too
or something that needs to be filled like custard cups that long for flavor
my misbehaviorz savior
like oil to jed clampit
take this letter and stamp it
dampen it up a smidge with that tongue you curl at a celestial angle
while i hit bermuda's triangle
dancin egyptian like the bangles