Late May Beach Club

If no one belongs

Wind is whipping

Your Turtle hair

Pubic soup listen to

Public person Al Ad

2 and 3 and 4 make rain out out 

Of shaved Ice. No one weird was lookin' .

I lick the Ruin. Just for a taste Like, nacho 

Feed my cerulean camp du jour

Feel a GREYNESS block my pupil hole

    } imposing impounding {    

And our anus bowels like Next tomorrow's 

Left over wheat death, bark

Zoom zoom zoom

Zoomer Doom, clean, glean, grow and mong; 

Tickle piano, black and white bodies -

We fear we have spoken, speak to in Please,

Now no one Don't. 

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