Nonsense
Rumripe racks of rippled raisins,
lack of tact leads guns a-blazin'.
Sugarshots slick with condensation
dancing down the veins of Jason.
Prepunch pinch, the needle bites
flowing red and out of sight
Donate! Donate! More tonight!
Buildings fall and men delight.
Hardhung Harry hangs his head
pouring shots for all the dead.
Off the gong at dawn's first red,
names to graves are thusly wed.
Nevermore, evermore, God,
amen.
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