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Shakespeare's Monkeys
Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.
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When in the day light's dawning hour seems like listerine my eyeballs gargling spitting out remorse in salty little bits my lips forming a faucet to draw a bath of oh my God the fresh scent of new day
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There are no monkeys here. If you're looking for monkeys, go away. Well, actually there are monkeys, but they're of the hairless variety that writes poetry and such. If that's not what you're looking for move along.