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fable for little fishes
dear reader--my sensations are strange in the blubber room--disembodied
skin--unfinished close--let me try to explain--as far as gore goes it goes often without a map--the plainest of things the knottiest--corona-like pan without peter or flask�alas!�a butterless man�squeeze squeeze slobgollion gurry- flat commands get what they seek--prosthetics cosmetics--but verily--someone approaches and it is someone else--rum thunder--the chick that's in him pecks the shell--chamomile squeal--soon she will be out--loose fish or fast fish loose and fast fish too--I dare say I am--twist it smaller--what I seek seeks me not-- between bird and human--to endure is to go mad--man and nutmeg--do not mistake another rendering for a different text--pirate and interruption--do as I do--the fleas the vowels of epic tales--every revelation a darkness--but this is a fable for little fishes�Wendy would never be a man�little fishes trip trip wires |  |
