Three now, or is it more?

stupid fucking worthless cunts.

“That’s right!”, the drumming
of the dawning tongue
“You flutter in the
currents
though we tell you there is land on which to stand
and people attacking it.
While we slake our mouldering gums
on the swells
from where your kings, drunk
upon the figures above their heads,
loll among their billowing thrones.”

   With that the car sailed across
  the pavement,

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