Or whatever it was you said
To assure adequate
Transmission of fluids
Have that right eye lasered
And drive home with blurred
But increased consciousness
Don’t forget the two Cornish hens
And to peel and pit the plums
To be assembled around them
Feast for our one day of rest
To celebrate our liberty
Not our liberties which proliferate
But our freedom from kings
And the royalty of money
Which lasted about five minutes
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