Gnashing Garbles Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

Gnashing Garbles



it blew through the air....
on the legs of the fleas....
and ran mouth to ear like a Julian squeeze....
the buzzings and scrapings were flapped, non-delicient.......
communiques faulty...pre-slurred....codefficient

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