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Use neckbutter on the frog’s seesaw. Use the generator. Use your nose. Summon the spirit.

Chantel arrives.

Try such:

“I will go from the Ostrich farm to the parade”

You’re improving quickly, says Chantel.

Will you marry me?

Only at the Chatham Inn with broken lamps, yellow Jesuswater pooled in basins, a sense of chronic alarm.

What Epithalamion?

Prokofiev: Lieutenant Kijé.

Okay yes!

Then more Horsepower Crystal:
Use your cork
Use your crown
Trade pins of vice
Replace the cork
Light a candle
Use your incense ears
Have a picnic of pills.

I wish you hadn’t died 19 years ago.

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