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Can I hit you up for a word donation?
I need words
Beef it up
kick it up
scoop it up
crank it up
Shake it up
sweep it up
right on
write off
I need a damn word.
whack it,, jack it, stack it,
cold hard smack it.
Brother, can you spare me a word
Whip it like a vagabond in Babylon
Might I squash you a word
like a cockroach under my boot?
In the spirit of words
I will say this to you
Cram it, jam it, slam it, ram it,
bring me a truck load full of words
So I might use then 
abuse them
Import to distort them
sport then, abort them
in order to court almost any
skeptical literary bird
Can't you see how needful I've become
in search of a luscious
most frightful

By Buddy Bee Anthony

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Re-edited 01/26/2024 @ 4:11 PM Pacific Standard Time

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