WHO'S IN HERE?

Rain drank the
hell snack to the world
come tell me
pull the lever
toss your hair
yes, you!

Lunge
your Jaguar into town
the horses dig
"Ingesting"
your sad
sad tingley face
out late

Coffee or Coffee?
Order a plate
dunk it in
my glove
or order liver

Trivial literary ham
my dad forfeited
who's in here
I'm open until eight

And vexed
Alaska is here every year!
God what I'd do for a star
Let alone if I died
I'd be dead forever
Shrinking into the
gnarly form of Vanna White

Trum-diddy-trum not tingley
I've built my blood
who's in here
oh it's the
men with the fries

Same until baked
after the drone
start the table
who's in here
start the can jag
dumb god
start behaving
like language is a lug nut
full of rooster

Men are all slackers
some aren't
others drag their asses
kring! kring!

Have history
will no more

Who's in here?
Pull the lever

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