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smell bark and grabble around his-because         Now he grows out along I.n t h e millyb of mthbes

they tritely behoove that him a real coral coat.  nightshirt and pear Iy screw 1- he eco nty.-

So now al way iss nicely gong-but his pround                                                             h a d nt ate     n for  1sevceorulage
                                                                                                         at everly        home    y d tells
dent alloy to a simbular a-&rifaction and he ape  verily hunchback. He
                                                  3 doi ll ies , He topples
his mowl and shouts, "I be the grapplest in

the whirl-nobloody  coin boat me on ornery        he encompasses and arsks for flood an h is
fink I trowl."                                    the purble I'.n the warm ho ser Y that Sealgy

                                                  Muaminous Hex, who burped the bea:, ht and

Whereupstairs he perceives to garrock his         Lispers, and is the mostly burlywe1glywise
howl in throw the hole and a blurg wall he
caroorns. And all the jewel-frownd carrolys       grappest  I.n the                           w  h  rir  1        Th ose  who    on  nch
his jest caught are relistrated from him, and                                                                  0

they shoot, "You may be the grabbl esr , buf      would give him furd a 1so h ate him berryd rnhuoard
you jist a restrulsive burluweight and we re-
solve you with all owl might and nomorally are    and castrate him form rheeilf h os e an lign-
you by us a coral coae"
                                                  him never to bar ken their duelsteep a

                                                  He craws away formly every d ue I with amagrrceha-t

"I are a coral coat," he shuffles arginally_      saddle in his heart and a ernply st~r k that
"I brousted the beer and rounged him, and I       Formal 1y h e re 1a vates I.n his own mhin knoW
can curiny all of you wif my hearts bint be-
neath my back." He rightway prices his hearts     ever thou h'est h e grappes t (and t eIIy of the
beneath his back and once by once perceives
to wung and boddle and pulserate them into        he's the gravvest cos he trully th~m a norman
the toilles four. And when their maglushed
boards lie sinsallyness on the grobe he shuf-     farce) nobott le WiIll her lh' irn tol1vea                                         quilly
fles, "Now am eye the grabblest in the whirl?
an now do yule lobe me like you shirt?"           life wif shellers and fuel. His strangety drie a

No oriface roises formal the bloodly purbles      grI"ppIng out h·e craw I s I.n to a bone to As
and Krasco Key, helium Millagnipus Krasco         sorelful dreth among t hIes cow. and ratSolastly
Hex, crawls too big tires that drillive down
his blake faceo He relieves that nobody lufs      he dries Mulaminous Hex rni lks one this
him, and he cant furgle it out in his only mindo
But he girdle leaf before the all wake and tell   which: - ' that the ro d en d era brats ea hate
him that they hard him. He exults form the
bpwl, leaping behind him broodly purbles and      dried Il esh. But t h ey II d onr , They devenrapan.
two, blig, moistly tires. (sobble-sobble)         his gruts and wont touch the drea ca e he

                                                  (before he dried he tooled them how grap

                                                  was)

                                                  EPILOG:   On the tumblestorm about tehen grabe
                                                            of Krasco Key an a II ubbher wmhirl

                                                            lick him wholl go throw t e. tOO
                                                            shootIn.g h ow grape there . ams, are

                                                            loud , and too many ome ,

                                                            writ these worlds:--

                                                            "Here lies a graphospasm"
                                                                                      Larry Eisenberg

                                               DESPERA TION

                    A feeling of despair impairs the thought and brain,
                           The utter futility of communication with those
                           Who cannot feel is clear.
                           They can hear, they can see, but why can't they
                           UNO ERST AND.
                           To understand - not a red against a black but

                    The Soul of One within the Soul of Other and of All.

                                                                             Joseph Giardina

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