After John Larson

A gorilla meal sandwich spoke perfect parakeet
As it happens, it was my heart lollipopping the helloists
The Inn ate the squalls like a true Mann
The Mystic Mann man!!!!!
That man had a bad bandage

I knew I knew it
Cancer is thought throughout
The Bridal of Nietzsche's apron
Her gown kills Bill Million
after beer can hits girlfriend

I remember December
when the Autumn trees ate chemical snails
and we had to bury the foot of the insane tumbler
You think you got problems, buddy
The newsman buries briny smells
in buckets of patronage
to rock the Christians back to Christ!!!!!