another nickel
in
the time machine
four-toed
sloth turns green...
indigenus envy
vegetation coated
downward
head first
of
many seconds
and thirds
a minor fall
a major lift
fresh-squeezed codicil
with
raspberry sauce
bulging at the groin...
two boles
and a strike that
an abseilient
preamble
scuttles the scenario
uphill
hind legs
leading
like
a slow-speed
jugger
naught else
ought else/or
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