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BIG SUR 199 :::and worn, aright— Arra! Aroo!
 * Ger der va—
 * Silly silent cities in the sea
 * have children playing cardboard

mush with eignyard old Englander
 * beeplates slickered oer with scum

of histories below— No tempest as still & awful
 * as the tempest within—

Sorcerer hip! Buddhalands
 * & Buddhaseas!
 * What sails Maudgalyayana used
 * he only knows to tell
 * but got kilt by yellers

sreaming down the cliff “Let’s go home! Now!”
 * —leave marge smashed djamas

Maudgalyayana was murdered by the sea—
 * But the sea dont tell—
 * The sea dont murder—
 * The seadrang scholars
 * oughter know that

or
 * go back to School


 * Hear over there the ocean motor?

Feel the splawrsh of it?
 * Six silly centepedes here, Machree—
 * Ah Ratatatatatat—

the machinegun sea, rhythmic
 * balls of you pouring in
 * with smooth eglantinee
 * in yr pedigreed milkpup
 * tenor—
 * Tinder marsh aright arrooo—
 * arrac’h—arrache—
 * Kamac’h—monarc’h—
 * Kerarc’h Jevac’h—