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Goodbye Tonsils (short version)
City Slab Horror Goodbye Tonsils (Taken from Walt Whitman's 'Song of Myself', from _Leaves of Grass_)
1 You there, impotent, loose in the knees, Open your scarf'd chops till I blow grit within you, Spread your palms and lift the flaps of your pockets, I am not to be denied... Mine is no callous shell, I have instant conductors all over me
2 I merely stir, press, feel with my fingers, ...and that's about as much as I can stand.
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