The Nacreous Oughts

18 January 2006

   More Than a Wheelie

Slouching toward Leapster Twizzle
I, Munchkinator. Bearing smartridges of
Sprout hop satori on the no escape fire escape

I might have rid myself of the spiffy
dungeons there had the moon, blogerature, narrated--
you, parted from toxic equinox
one of a tweetle beetles battle.

K S.

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