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Glenn shouts at Jolly Reilly's, a jury foreman, who sports stylish pierced tongue,
which sparkles as Reilly talks. A gold chain jangles. A jury lady is belly stabbed,
and right through a belly button, at the end of the chain drags a pink ten-pin .
Ten pin bawling ball weds?
The ball is like a marriage?
Spouse pokes Reilly's rib-cage.
Glenn hears the courts snorers,
and GG screams: No ice creams!
O Reilly pokes, O I laugh nixies.
O go bowl with AG's Eric Holder?
I hope this is not anti R. Wagner.
Wagner composed music drama.