Who’s owed a ship

                                    ate the ship
in linen cambric unstichèd wool worsted as velvet ears worsted then manila velveteen tulles the trigger twilled, voiled, piquéd, puckered, poured into a cire, a rayon fill to the touch. Piles plush liquid lamé; mountainous organza minkies a mesh; ripstop. He pulls the zip of the white cotton lawn. Teeth split: I got it from my mama. Legss pread like under oath in the white shadow, of the gutter.
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