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Back to Dusty Dew Page Back to Don Books PageTHEN STORE CATASTROPHEDo you like my
medicine shaker or my hop full of sugar?+
Four stag and gangrene motto dig
I hopped into my Jaguar
and Jagged my mother
and Milan Kundera
into a big trough of
fire and candy+
I'll have some fins
+
For that I'll barge in
and ransack
frisk
your nypoplasm
some
and leave you stunned
and then dine
on your toes
and hands+
tar tid
tar tid
tar tid+
oh yeah
and you are a lady in a dress
forsaken and clumped
between the scald of my fingers
pan handle
pack a pack a
pack a punk turn floor shine
+
then store catastrophe
here in zee building!
sleep don't
sketch your coffee
into my face
until
or when dan the fan
says
come here and gang-tackle me
stark naked hopping
with vinegar until
he stops
stark naked hopping
and hangs on