Best Poem of Alexander Julian

Sweet River
It's more delicious in your mouth.
Candy pulls a big one leaking with a spoon.
Man, that painter cooked his eye!
Tomorrow rolls in when it unfolded yesterday.
Of course, my doctor doesn't fish. . . .
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Afternoon is waning with other slopes to pass,
Even during cheeseburgers with nothing to mass;
Settled dust craves over these hills as one,
Thus to equate dirty plants on Dirty Mon,
I likely grant red coffee above real Padres none,
To perceive smacked gloves around big baseball bends they've won.
My diet . . .
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