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unedited pure neanderthal musings NeANDERThallus's DONut EDiT!!! historical records from my cave walls... brutality, menial labor, minor victories, hot sexy interludes....... 3 years on the edges of a society that i cant distance myself enough from

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Saturday, July 17, 2010

the woodchuck couldn't see me thru the closed patio door
he was munching on some broadleafed weeds
suddenly i knew where the boston lettuce disappears to....

neatly nibbled to a nub nightly

doesnt care for or hasnt found the swiss chard yet
he grabs off a leaf in his mouth
pops up on his hindquarters chewing insouciantly
leaf hanging out of his mouth
peeping left right
then back for another
sniff sniff
pops up again
looks like dandelion greens

"mind your manners at the dinner son", grunts papa woodchuck from the cannibis patch
the adopted porcupine sisters giggle at their silly papa
mama woodchuck and brother woodchuck have been digging up the compost pile and eaten up the fermenting fruit there
theyre channelling the doors and laughing loudly
woodchucks dig the doors

^FROM WIKIPEDIA^: "...*woodchucks were said to be the indian animal spirit guide of the lead singer of the doors, jim morrison. the previous woodchuck story is one he was working on at the time of his death. he was reinventing himself to take over childrens tv as a result of the many maternmity cases that his label would pay to go away. he knew there were a nations of mojos rising all over the usa, and it was his mission to educate them properly and the onlyu was to do that was on the public airwaves as they lived all over the country. Mr. Rogers was introducing him to the puppets in the new season of his show until given a heroin overdose by g gordon libby on direct orders of the president."

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