Butter hand

butter ,spotter ,clumper ,samming
use your ash inhale and toweling
whop ape desk ,the stunner soap
was that your wheel was stinking ?

dirrot ladder and a belt you samming was

age the rotter off your spitty ladder
wrote wipe ,smeared the spinning
seep burnt your clock clot crust
dirrot chop ,bean my scowling like a hand

John M. Bennett


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