LAMBASTE THIS CATERWAUL
Watching the man with the hatchet
fall down, I awoke. And then he said
he knew me when. How was any
sense to come of that? 'Dimwoodey
and Carrington, Arborists' is what
the side of their green truck read. I
thought little of that, while they cut
with a hack. I said to myself tht it
sounded more like a faux-British
soap company than anything else.
Cleanse the world! Clean up this
landscape! I say, old chap!
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