What can one word do against uncountable vira?
In present-day currency, mental condition is a pox.
Who can’t make that leap knows too much.
The fumes from those engines tried to beat me up.
I crossed ‘em over like Kidd, dropped an alley on their heads.
Sentences are monster closers.
Switchy slangers take righty punctual meat downtown.

Brian Clements | Mudlark No. 28
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