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I eat men like sulfuric acid on the sole of my shoe,
while the wind blows through my hair.

Here is a dream.
It is my dream--
My own dream--
I dreamt it.
I dreamt that my hair was kempt,
Then I dreamt that my true love unkempt it.
-Ogden Nash