"you ever hear of byron the bulb?" (pb)

in the fall we fall all outfall when the stench hits ya
who builds these little driftwood houses & do people sleep in them or what?
move, rest, move again. dumping this area beauty in motion
fairly blazing write out in the light . write on sail _ Dispose All
pass tense the beach is empty the last girl of summer
the beach blaze in all its glory smells bad too _ _ lifez 2 short _
the hash was thru this way no view of mount so & so
no access spun beton ‘loops best little acre gone _
I, Africa... nice little appletree in there & blackberries
galore “will you throw this stick for me?” so distractable
not too good at verbal (spoken) communication _ _ burner
giant purple placenta jellyfish _ lover’s wreck _
64 “i’m dying!” a thousand dollars worth of wood _
prohibit horseplay _ don’t do it! too late! did one in
twenty four hours _ poem me! _ entrap _ meant looks like
one of them purple jellyfish on yer head eeww!! with stingles
dying it _ yecch! . its yer head _ some kind of operation _
it is forming _ at least we know what month it is _
_ sun dim _ labour day _ boddies _ real die _ it’s
fake _ lot’s of people in the running _ thot bubble _
are you looking for a male or a female? _ urht rorrim
three prong plug _ download a nice little novel _ canada
on line _ not secure _ i need to replicate _
native aces _ create a dialog _ come over here into
the light _ bug show on! _ open your eyes
before you die _ these matches are not only waterproof
they seem to be fireproof too! the lighting of the barbeque
shuck is the word yer lookin fer _ box ride! _
one hundred & eighteen to go _ mo dump whah! _ you
ever hear of byron the bulb? _ what ching it
burn _ 64 _ more paper is required _ a life in the day _