In baltimore
more
and more water
on the shore
in maryland
a promised land
a primary look
by hook or by crook
in mobtown
switch on
a divine tone
a gaga flamingo
every now and then a snow line
in every way a strip mine
every so often i call the busy line
for his shrine
a slaughter
a plotter
a spotter
john waters
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