Pigs was thinking about themselves as bacon, and Thomas Jefferson, freedom poet, me kicking Putin,
Beauty of Afganistan, a beautiful dog a rug a young slurp
I hate subways, but I love children, want ’em to rear and learn to read, no necessarily English, but to find a token,
To Hoboken,
Teat to the borouh, young blood see me
We love each other, we never go hungry, we don’t want to get fat.
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