I don't like the way your spoon is facing me.
Please turn it around.
"jolly pop, jam."
Learn the words please,
if you'll address me again.
"Words are no good here"
Well, where are we?
"We are where you are"
[the pencils are talking to me. my chalk is crackling. I have more pimples]
ochre, the color of the day
I'd rather smush them all together.
What's with the garden equipment?
"they are garages."
You don't get to have a shadow when you
have no clothes on.
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