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  __________________________________The winking cowboy__________________________________ 
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 |                 Captured imago                                                       |
| Archeo-logistical no-no |
| Long evening sun shone cast |
| Ruskinian shadows | | Old corrugated Nissan huts |
| And us just standing there | | At the mouth of the river mouth |
| Talking warring colonialism |
| | | The little pigmaes |
| They’re so Pentecostal |
| Crying all day |
| For the way things used to be |
| Digging the earth |
| With prehensile toes | | In search of their thoughts |
| Before their birth and their sickness |
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| Ho ho-ho-ho | | Ho-ho-ho |
| Ho ho-ho |
| Ho ho-ho-ho |
| Ho-ho-ho |
| Ho ho-ho | | Rocking, rolling, riding |
| Rawhide! |
| Rode the wrong swan now |
| I saw him! |
| Rawhide! | | |
| Forced by dysentery |
| Thru the Calumn Gap |
| Two days ride away |
| From the train set station |
| Along the Bhurma road |
| A merry old stroll |
| To collect cheaper wood | | And power mouses |
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| Ho ho-ho-ho |
| Ho-ho-ho | | Ho ho-ho |
| Ho ho-ho-ho | | Ho-ho-ho |
| Ho ho-ho |
| Free the one |
| To bring you pups up | | We as one shall | | In, off |
| Down and out! |
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| Repressed too |
| Pressed to | | Press two |
| Prés tu |
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| Pre-tow proto |
| Po-oto opo-oh |
| P R T O |
| Teto Tensiono |
| Raw paw-paw | | Poo poe pal |
| Ringo posy pose |
| Presto protest | | Prepose repress? |
| Give me sex |
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| Ho ho-ho-ho | | Ho-ho-ho |
| Ho ho ho |
| Ho ho-ho-ho |
| Ho-ho | | Ah-ho ah-ho |
| Ho ho ah-ho |
| Ho ho-ho-ho |
| Ah-ho | | Ho-ah-ho-ah |
| Ho ho-ho-ho | | Ah-ho |
| Ho ho ho |
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| Come dancing | | It’s almost cubism | | Sparring cock |
| On a negative A-bomb |
| A tantrum child |
| With sense for scale for reality |
| Can see for layers and lyres | | That’s why people ask me |
| About the Great Gatsby |
| Liquefaction |
| Radiolarian |
| How high will she stack ‘em? |
| The operator |
| Her escalators |
| On top of each other | | To try and stun us |
| Du spinnzt meine Kind |
| Aber I’m arcing the compromise |
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