a tennis ball bounces from the heavens
alone
green.
it slithers down through the atmosphere,
the toposphere,
then spherical sphere.
someone whacks it (onomonapia)
and then it hits the ground.
gravity.
buffalo wings shower the earth
have you ever been to Uranus?
I hear it's nice this time of year.
oh, burn.
you want some ice.
sleeping in the manger
little baby jesus, beside me.
he snores.
he's not that great.
except, he solved my gonhorria.
but not my syphillis.
im crying.
crying.
me cry.
cry cry cry.
tear; cry.
cry cry tear.
cry tear cry.
tear cry cry.
tear cry tear cry tear cry cry.
cry-dizzle.
mah nizzle.
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