Talkies glass.

The incommunicado touché over its talks  

Of glasses that needed a refill as it walked into 

the deportment Class books on its heads 

on which it now stands Against clotting 

dry stonewalled.
As tattoos tongues of it creamy admittance 

your Guessing as am i as to the counts 

stitches and time 

When it settled those pips it squeaked.

As we finely see the movies end Onto Ward 

a stuttering starts at over eighths.

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