Dear Valdosta Glam, Co. (no. 2)

Dear Valdosta Glam Co.,
We ritin on-a count-a
We hear news you dead
Is For True or No

Musically an’ anthropologi-caca
Yess’m you got trem’dous blues
AND
Commodity underground FANt-assy
& one’s roaches
WE
Faith-got you DIG dis theater FoR
Which & whatevermore de fook’s gone
rong all dese Bitchin nites-a booty shakin
You there Valdosta Glam Company?

Example:

Xerox Indians
Wisdom only suppress-eze up-Joyful b’flat
Sans talents a-hornin des cornymuses
For worse are dem ones of SCIENCE yeah
They’s worser’n don-know’tall
I outside dat class BIG CHIEF
Forget Vietnam
Put flame transits to day bed

Example:

United StarSaint of Timothy tonight
All they rock’n band-aids
The Soul Transitions
The United Voneees
Thet-there rockin musi’cally
Muse Muscles
Joyful Ether am within whatever
Musk-itoe Spray stay we outside
We The
Blues Operation
We
De-place’ment-a reasons
We
Scarcity Could-bag
We
That What has The alternative
We
Wartaxes
We
Bombtaxes
We
Taxtaxes
We
Power people ‘at fantasy
We
Commedia del farté
We
Students undeniably guitaristic
We
Group wildness a Power We have
We
Refrigeration might cool Americans
And
New musically to Government SEARCH
And
Everyone Sans winning per-ver-fect
And
Tremendy-yous
Yo blues
And
Should prEtty everyone’s
Enforcement astrophysics
wringing Bodhisattva bolls

So
Drop us-a lion
Say if you a-live
Or no
We need you Valdosta Glam so
Sincerely

 

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By R Young

 

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