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Part I 

part one of par none the end in sight gets out at night and sees the feelings of healing screenings on the lawn on the green make it seen make a scene take a bite and chew and wallow open up and fill your cup ill spite you despite your fiesty spiked me signed tree ruth lee barbed wire open fire land line land mine land mine mine mine its all mine 

Part II?? 

i dont know where part one came from but presumably i put it down its my creation so it came from me and you can see its stylisticly inclined to be me so let me flee from my digression and reach this depression and suceed without stressin to be the unquestion abley undiscussion able most fastest horse in the stable literarly papal clark to your gable bettsy to your ross freedom from your floss nailed to a cross and dieing for the boss who bossed your boss who boosted bass who looted mace who stole his face from buddah enter prizing vitals stats are mine so idol idle listen to the words of child who came from your vital organ to orgasm prompted by a loud send rushin of emotion what was that dope in hit it once more friend take it on the relend lease it out again gain a gun and shoot him hit him in the cheek chin chest or chissle away at his abs of stizzle open him up and let him dribble and drabble and red man plays scrabble with 50 point words bingos his ringos and lets his wife serve dinner and volleys and balls from the spout she flops like a trout when he wont let her out and he puts it in and does it again and the in and out and out and again he shoots for the win but misses her chin her cheek her chest her face she lays in disgrace wipes shit off her taste and rinses it out with a cold shot of veal and the virgin of merges enters his uncertain tasteless diversion left out to desertion discovers immersion takes two of the worst things into her new thirsty certified mirth he creates his birth be it inside her teet left to be birthed reek of the uncertain ty that he learnt he couldnt be first he couldnt be heard he wouldnt be cursed she couldnt be worse

TWENTY FIVE MAY TWO-THOUSAND-EIGHT