I swear the word insanity has two i's, It Bears itself what it brands schizophrenia, But if my diary is my obituary's Childhood, do I hit Delete to update? The northern none, the southern some, the eastern Each and the western who are all to othern To SpellCheck, or would be, if I knew how to Correct my yawn's pronunciation of you. Once born my meaning is porous to mania, So forgive me if I speak of my penis before My heart, me before you: I need such errors To pamper this new ParseGram. Or is it too late To index exits? Reaching the happen stage Our navels lacked certainty, that body phase.
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