All These Miles and Miles of Stitches! (They Are Never Finished)
Twenty to thirty full-winged angels
idling in the bridal suites,
all tattoos and bad attitude.
-- Go James, go toward the light Mary Lou urged
-- Nuh uh not
this mugwump
them spikes ain’t just for decoration ma'am
theys for reals
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“The affection and admiration we had poured
into the personage of Sid Caesar somehow
caused him to vibrationally materialize
right here in Central Park. O what a magical
and wondrous universe we live in Tim.”
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Might as well keep it simple: “It’s the size
of Texas, Mr. President.”