And the Word was Microssoft
world beware to scribe and script
the rocker's off
underline in red is corraled
while how sidle-ey I sharpen
my knives and taste treats
why buy leftover bread
what fed homeless ruptures
approach apocolypt horizon
well spent events retiring not
how cryptic feng shui crept in
spent doubt forewarned of not
price how and when and frown
when crowds give away and away
you know truth not lounge
fuck grasp hold climb together
good debt spent a keeper away
but apples grow where
children play
a toast to here to
this coming someday
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