Saturday, August 26, 2006

tRACKMAN'S sTUB*

Bloom in commode eating kidney soiled, fetter of surd. Denham dead rotting in bog peat, no such luck with trackman’s stub or adman’s commission, or coitus in porkpie hat, a wee Stephen begging foreskins for alms and mother, dog’sbody, jellyfish, undertow, and the Liffey runs round and back, over hillock, copse and morgue.

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