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Alakazam

All of a sudden the bakery
All of a mouth the creature
All over hot the driveway
All out of pocket the pickers

All over town the regret
All of a piece the rumble
Alakazam, the belly
All over now, the shouting

All of us masked, this peacetime
All over shy, this spring
All of the worst, over now?
Always already the bakery

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