'sorry sugar,
sophisticated spaceman
(sans some ship)
saving sspace seems so stupid.'
so,
stranded stars stumble,
stand steady somewhere, salt, sandy seas sinking.
screams suggest smiles,
surely soft slurs start strange sex.
suppose someone said so?
'sorry, some stupid sailor smiled',
short soft shivers sent shocks straight south
supposedly,
somebody shamelessly sold soothing spirits singing straight sin,
'Sorry, supper sells salvation. see sign.'
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Craig Johnson
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