Jane’s Second Husband
- JANE brings him his little pick.
- Me up. He had made Trotskyite.
- Ice axeing into a bankable piece.
- She couldn’t not tar over the rummy.
- They got in touch with their inner.
- Fossil saurus. Decided that they were.
- Victims of improper ventilation.
- But they had already planted a flag.
- Or two. JANE wanted to go Baltic.
- Thinking that he would touch her.
- There, since here seemed to be such.
- A problem. But there was no high.
- Tailing it out of. With that kind of.
- Notice. Their friendly neighborhood.
- Watch lady had already been carried.
- Off to the salt mines. A seven-eyed.
- IT taken her place. And IT looked.
- Like the type who really walked.
- The straight and shiny narrow.
- For the time being. They couldn’t.
- Help but keep. Their hands out.
- Where IT could. Really see them.