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		<title>Cur</title>
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		<description>  Rocking heads   let us mind   each ration's lullaby   keeps nodding, peace,   we all must kiss our guns of purity and pray,   no blood above can cock a bullet's voice,   no god will give known knees that kneel,   the siren's whore is wise,   she sings disease,   lush slums devised   where opportunists   close the ghetto's eyes-   cruel men defeated,   childrens' throats are spooned to feed   the dust is won,   no burning hand   flags stolen lies,   demand what breathing skin of sand,   dug holes will bury each dog's rise.    ... more  </description>
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		<category>CelticLion-The Pornographer's Hyena Dies In a Loveless Lair</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 22:05:55 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Trashy Crepe Myrtle</title>
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		<description>     Myrtle,  you done got gussied up good  in that scandalous shade  of magenta-  or is it some whore's hue  I can't recognise?  Lord, have mercy!    You are one slut of a tree.  Arching this way 'n' that,  like a cat trying to scratch an itch  she's pretending she can't reach,  limbs naked to the hips  where you ruffle all hot pink  and wink at every lecherous  bumblebee who buzzes by.    My, oh, my!  Myrtle,  can't you see them filthy minded  Pine trees crouching down  with sticky green needles  ... more  </description>
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		<category>Loom</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 21:12:29 GMT</pubDate>
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