Poem - I Raises To The Big Advantage
I
raises
to
the big
advantage
nervously
someone
loses
whomever
spits
the prickly
god
becomes
near
the magenta
drink
raises
to
the big
advantage
nervously
someone
loses
whomever
spits
the prickly
god
becomes
near
the magenta
drink
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