Arthur a grammar. What is a question.
How'm I s'posed to get outta here, somehow?
I am king of plasma.
That's the only thing i want so much.
Kim's got her watermelon gun.
You sold me fifty dollars.
A tear drops my eye.
Nonsense or fact? You be the judge.
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Your poem leads me to believe you have in fact watched Before Sunset. There is a poem in there that starts:
Daydream delusion
Limousine eyelash
It is composed by a deadbeat beatnic poet lying on the banks of an Austrian river. It's completely unbelievable, but with these Germanic intellectual types you never know.
Admit it, you've seen it.
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