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One leaves his leaves at home / being a mullen and sends up a lighthouse / to peer from: I will have my way, / yellow -- A mast with a lantern, ten / fifty, a hundred, smaller and smaller / as they grow more -- Liar, liar, liar!
You come from her! I can smell djer-kiss / on your clothes. Ha, ha! you come to me, / you -- I am a point of dew on a grass-stem.
Why are you sending heat down on me / from your lantern? -- You are cowdung, a / dead stick with the bark off. She is / squirting on us both. She has had her / hand on you! -- Well? -- She has defiled / Me.
-- Your leaves are dull, thick / and hairy.
-- Every hair on my body will / hold you off from me. You are a / dungcake, birdlime on a fencerail.
I love you, straight, yellow / finger of God pointing to -- her!
Liar, broken weed, duncake, you have -- / I am a cricket waving his antenae / and you are high, grey and straight. Ha!