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I Wanna Head Transplant

I Wanna Head Transplant

Yup, you red correctly,
this noggin must go
perhaps donated
to the Salvation Army, or Good Will
cuz, said atrophied cranial
horridly styled comfortably numb skull,
the source of immeasurable

beg hot ten woe, from dawn to dusk
nothing boot eve ville
hollow cavity mainly comprised
of wooly webbed weaving waste,
uber sawdust, sans Schuylkill
River effluvium and runoff rotten rill
hence, e'en a think tank

designated as Abby Normal
formerly atop a body named Phil
lip, or Wright winged Orville
one half brotherly duo,

the other sibling Wilbur,
whom both made a mill
yen legends getting airborne their lil
mechanical contraption

atop Kitty Hawk,
North Carolina with bi sic kill
mechanical aptitude,
when born aloft Kill Devil Hill

synonymous making fin hushed
blue prints emulating
flying fish, whose grill
like cartilage backbone

precursor to Evil
Knievel, who soared
on his motorcycle a devil
lush daring stuntman,

whose helmeted crown
full pursestrings muted cavil
ling critics with legitimate enterprise
earning gobs of legal tender,

whence aye aver
his mugshot ought to appear
on common denomination bill
and/or honoring throughout
the entire month of April.

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