Symposium of Genius
The words of a crazed genius and his own symbiosis with the virtual.
5.4.08
I.M.D. Walrus
Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye.
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess.
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob !
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