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Crow makes a decision
Crane rues his folly
Crow,
”I shall land … there.”
Crane,
“Had I only … “
Crow,
“I’ll whoop your lily ass.”
Crane,
“
Catch me if you can, you scaly fuck
you w your
James Brown
oil-sheen
coat of
,
oh
,
no
colors
“
Crow,
“
keep it up, Crane,
and I’ll soak your pearly wings
in blood-red arson gas
”
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