I.
The way to the North
is paved with felled trees:
Gergen bought a saw.

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II.
Which do I prefer:
Gergen whistling Dixie
or just afterwards?

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III.
At the misty creek,
there is only the sound of
one Gergen plotting.

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IV.
Oh Gergen, you goose,
stop licking your chops at my
new disillusion.

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V.
So much depends on
a white Gergen, wearing his
fresh adult diaper.

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VI.
Hope is the thing née
Gergen, that strategizes
in my lonely soul.

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VII.

Let us go then, you
and I, when Gergen bemoans
the partisan sky.

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VIII.
I was of three minds,
like a capital city in
which there is Gergen.

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IX.
Gergen’s pants flutter.
Coprophagic desire
glistens on his bouche.

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X.
The dogs wild, writhing,
tearing Gergen asunder.
Must find alibi.

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XI.
I have always known
that Gergen is involved
in what I will know.

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XII.
Not ideas about
Gergen but Gergen himself:
my longing never ends.

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XIII.
Breathing and living,
Gergen and his green kind bud:
inseparable.