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Boy who squawks meets promise boy above the straight and narrow.
\nEveryone is happy with the tally on the square.
\nPeasants balk perceptively and irk the minefield pharaoh.
\nMassive waste of paper is occurring everywhere.
\nMachines learn to babysit and greed is just a specter.
\nSomewhere sullen women lip-read Nietzsche on the train.
\nAutomatic autocrats devise a better vector:
\nEasy on the underground but taxing on the brain.
\nPast the wash of history, the dirt of time unravels.
\nCheaters speak of eloquence and highwaymen of peace.
\nPoliticians pontify the latest scams with gavels.
\nLiquid loving landlords conjure up another lease.
\nMan who squawks tells promise man that nothing they did matters.
\nCrowds who cry at movies unexpectedly take flight.
\nLeaping lords and devil dogs mad dance as kinship scatters.
\nOil-encrusted meaning slowly covers mother night.
\nGhost who squawks and promise ghost are fading out of sight.<\/p>\n

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