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today's mash-up: free(ish) association a line spat out every hour in couplets that are not allowed to quite rhyme, all nonsense of course

save the monkey for a cleaner time
a warm snow, maybe, where the cookies die
so busy waiting for the next day
I could’ve missed it when it finally came
through the giggling walls
plaited in a garden that promised more
while a titanium hip may not grind
my buying choices change every rhyme
living in the last days of a spoon fed haze
I’m still the best thing that ever came of age

free associationdadacut upmashed

◄ Mountebank

bowie (if you didn't know) ►

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