Litotes The Clown, And Hence Evil Evil Clown, Are On Esoteric Holiday
When we really get down to it,
it's all a matter of slap stick.
Pondering that, or pondering this.
Wasting time,
peering through mist.
Flow on the wind, not the stars.
use your time
in the backs of cars.
Do not think, to gaze on out,
beyond your scope.
To think is to doubt.
Frolic in fields,
run and play.
What else is there anyway?
We might return...
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