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SIGN FIELD RERUNS

Guess marks wash down the energy field.
Now our superior officer is just lucky.
In the bud vases, booze.
An entire cadre vaporized over budget constraints.

I'm sorry, did it mean something,
That mound of pleasantries?

What happened to the waking-up,
Wasn't my violence
A form of skateboarding
The settlers could cotton to, despite the fashion?

Maybe you could turn the question generator
Toward that big dome over there.
Worked on Noriega.

Paper cut from a dixie cup.
Pax nabisco. The playwright has sent her brother in
To show off his checkbook. When you're done dilating,
The surgeon will have a word with you:
Dinner. It's not what you think,
It's how you think it.
It is. Oh, and to make it stop
Just quack a while.

That proof was on the board last week.
Up for a picnic? The tributaries are looking
Succulent. If you'd rather, we could go back to the glade.
Either way, there's a television set
It's hard to break into
If your particular damage is instant coffee.