Monday, September 3, 2007

Forget it (spam poem w/ extensive cut-up)

The insect-time has come, this
ever-growing abuse of power by
governments of world, and their
struggles in vain brought a bit -
have the best friend gestic men
of Christian humanity, who
apprehended the truth by
spiritual intuition... to submit
means to prefer suffering to
using force a bit and to prefer
suffering rain to confuse using
plastic force means to Europe:
all animals in the same position
squealing science conquests all
"What will happen?" - "Smile!"
tired potato murder is permissible,
coil of small intellectual power
engine shoots usual sacraments
skirt slavery has been advocated
slavish-minded serpentine snores
attacks of unfasten evil-disposed
persons in plumber professions
"But this is not the kind of peace
we want - flagrant contradiction"
give merrily up every convenience
painful feeling: puzzled digestion
hypocritical theory of the day
crush art and chew each individual.

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