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• Saturday, November 29, 2008 04:54 AM

  It's daybreak. (I on a silence retreat) No shoot. No jest. Hide in the bamboo. Shiver like a bare leaf. Leak in pants? No. Cosmic round goes round and round. Leak on Lotus Feet black combat boots.

  ~

  Hunt Season. Dead Deer. Duck?

  Lotus Feet. I've been reading ya.

  Lotus Feet. Lotus Feet Smelly ay!

  Lotus Feet. I'll read comment. oy.

  Guns noises out in a Nam jungle?

  Thee poem you wrote on Nov 17?

  Lotus Feet. My respect. No ducks.

  Time to go? Kick thee bucket? No.

  That's so wonaduhfeel. Oho. Here.

  Amazing. A maze. Well, ay, egg on.

  Lotus Feet. Ya cause me flashbacks!

  Ya illustrate: A red rooster and eggs.

  Lovely egg look up to gaze skyward.

  O: Rooster chicken ask `tater spuds:

  It's Fishy Price Kids Mr. Potato Head?

  Egg potato was hatched to say, sadly:

  Rooster? Oho. Guns down deer today?

  On a Earth? Ay, Why Kill People today?

  On Hunt Day-Bang-bang. People die!

  Well, let's stop arguing-we're all here.

  So, concoct a image of the red chicken?

  The barnyard egg muse:`live, O let live.

  It's the rooster with a sad slumped gaze.

  A tiny egg, potato child heads: No argue?

  It's lotus feet stink to see a egg with feet.

  Well, let's agree to peck scraps, fleas, flies,

  lice, bugs, be happy for grub. O why argue?

  Because. We all are here. Illusion. Oho No duck.

  Remember in war? Humans shot at grunts? Yikes!

  NVA soldiers must have believed Lotus Feet stunk?

  Maybe they thought celery and lotus feet is goofy?

  The war mongers need protection. Hunters may shoots.

  On Hunt Day Lotus Feet float. Swan paddle in rice paddy.

  O Librel thunk `it's all about how awful Lotus Feet stinks.

  —GoodCelery! Read GoodCelery!'s other letters
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