checkerboard nation

and lost without a key
there in the membership
and diving do you care
whos your monkey
and why not share
with us with us with us?
We’re your daddy and
your uncle in the garage
hunkered over a machine and
too lost to remember yet another
loser who voted for goldwater
lets dig a tunnel and hide out
spanish squandered in the middle
where the pilot
hairy scary suicide
without a gun or a knife
or a bolt cutter or a shoe
what you couldn’t do with a
like that?

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