Bodonkadonk

There was a time when the
Sprinter Salmon was the anthromorphic
icon for my green Plymouth Satellite.
Anima six cylinder. Upstream through the
Illinois mud. Studying in the orchards.

Blue eyes. Gone blonde.
Game over.
You married. That one.
Hoodoo, just will you do now.

Distressed over fish and wildlife;
specifically the rare Gallopian brim-spawn,
and the acrid smoulder of her hutch.

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