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Glue Bill Whar Ming Dublin Down

Glue Bill Whar Ming Dublin Down

Court hiss sea hove The Irish Times,
this hum mere ruck can bloke
kin esse spy climb mitt till impact
desiccation ravaging with choke

hold thee aim rilled isle,
which haint ok key doke
cuz won hoot rook froom sun
whelps like heretic burned at stoke!
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More to the point (meaning jaw
ken minus muff faux
hackney poetic strung bow
Willy Wonka barely understandable

twanged and twinged) accent
hen reed how, accomplishment
in garnering alarming
news-worthy ailment

while this Unit Aryan ensconced
within beef hoar tee four comfortably
numb burred battlement,
here at Highland Manor,

I pay (if totally tubularly pennies rolled)
approximately equaling bedazzlement
17,500 viz copper cent,
per month gratuity clement,

sans Grosse and Quade
associates co-management
offered rental assistance congruent
(predicated on social security disability)

to occupy one bedroom
apartment kept air
conditioned 60˚Fahrenheit
perfect for concupiscent

activity, albeit unfortunately marriage
shot thru with celibacy
suppressed sexless existence
more difficult to control

than catching a tiger by the tail,
hence this damned delinquent dependent
Dickensian dada cooly cruising thru
cyberspace espying embodiment,

how measurable heating up
Gaia, i.e. Mother Earth (she) evinces
no illusory figment, and just by a fluke,
the spontaneous Google search,

keyed revealed tumy mine eyes,
wretched webpage showed
stark rising temperature gradient
Dublin, Ireland experiencing

worst drought since
records began 168 years ago
where Irish Water (utility)
warned Dublin would run out of water
in 70 days, a “worst-case scenario”
necessitating hyper-efficient
protocols immediately inherent.
 

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Leo Matter

Wow! I'm just speechless 
Awesome piece ?

L.M

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