i hired a personal assistant
her face was made of solid wood
her golden tresses black
we startled each other
a large bus came by the compound
i heard a dog
in the night, our eyes touched
the stars were all shimmery
shim shim shim shimmeropolis
and god said from his fiery cloud
long shall your limbs grow
my sweaty child
write that down, personal assistant
write that down
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