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I ain't barking mad, ma and dad, neither am I barking sad, but would you bar a king, or ba ba a RAM, especially a newborn lamb? I'm playin' is all, play yin and yang for a ball, for a Cinderella sole, for a sash of ash after the fire is cold. Know, I ain't barking mad - I'm mad for a lamb king though, not a lame king, not the kind that's all ear 'e-go again, making a black hole, not a black whole, not a Santa sack goal, but a Santa sack coal - no matter who die - to gamble with lives, to roll the die, to spin the chamber at the poor, for the poor know hearts are are real at least. No, I ain't no saint, but I can see the spin they put on sin, the scanty thin veil upon solid ice vice, but damn me if it don't all drive me barking mad, ma and dad.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 11, 2020.
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If you're barkin' enough to love this world, then God love ya, you'll be our kin.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 11, 2020.