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AFTER IKKYU: 9 by JAMES HARRISON

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First Line: POOR LITTLE BLIND BOY LOST IN THE STORM
Last Line: WITH FRESH FROZEN LAUGHTER HOT ON HIS LIPS.
Poor little blind boy lost in the storm,
where should he go to be without harm?
For starters, the dickhead should get a life.
Once I had a moment of absolute balance
while dancing with my sick infant daughter
to Merle Haggard. The blind boy died in the storm
with fresh frozen laughter hot on his lips.



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