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ooooo ooooo .oooooo. oooooooooooo HOE E'ZINE RELEASE #850
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888 888 888 888 888 "HOE NON SEQUITURS #12 & 35"
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888ooooo888 888 888 888oooo8
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888 888 888 888 888 " by AIDS
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888 888 `88b d88' 888 o 9/24/99
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o888o o888o `Y8bood8P' o888ooooood8
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AND THE FISH AND THE FEAR AND THE FISH AND FLEAS TELLING ME TO
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FISH AND BE FREE AND THE FISH AND THE FEAR AND THE FISH AND HTE FLEAS
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THEY'RE COMING FOR ME AND YOU WERE TEHRE AND I HAD PERFECT SYNCOPATION OF
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YOUR FACE I COULD TASTE IT AND SMELL IT LIKE CATS CRWALING OUT WINDOWS
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WOMEN SCREAMING TODAY THE WOMEN IN PARIS ARE STAINED WITH BLOOD IT WAS AND
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I'D PREFER NOT TO REMEMBER IT WAS DURING BEAUTY'S DECLINE
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To give something back you first must GET
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You hid from the negroes outside your apartment, but I embraced
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them and tried to become them and I did what Manifest Destiny has always
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done, I turned them into cheap caricatures of themselves. Their albums no
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longer cost $8,000 to produce. THINK ABOUT THAT.
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GOD MADE THE AIDS AND THE AIDS'LL BUST YOUR FACE
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here at ITIC we all learned one valuable lesson... Your life can
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be irrevokably altered and you can not stop it. I had learned that long
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before, of course, but I think the dust had been settling on my bones...
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Oh, the foot bone's connected to the LEG bone, adn the leg bone's
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connecteed to the HIP BONE, and hte hip bone's connected to the BACK BONE,
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and the back bone's connected to the HEAD BONE....
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O HEAR THE WORD OF THE LORD
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[7] So I prophesied as I was commanded: and as I prophesied, there was
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a noise, and behold a shaking, and the bones came together, bone to
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his bone.
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[8] And when I beheld, lo, the sinews and the flesh came up upon them,
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and the skin covered them above: but there was no breath in them.
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[9] Then said he unto me, Prophesy unto the wind, prophesy, son of
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man, and say to the wind, Thus saith the Lord GOD; Come from the four
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winds, O breath, and breathe upon these slain, that they may live.
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[10] So I prophesied as he commanded me, and the breath came into
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them, and they lived, and stood up upon their feet, an exceeding great
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army.
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[11] Then he said unto me, Son of man, these bones are the whole house
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of Israel: behold, they say, Our bones are dried, and our hope is
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lost: we are cut off for our parts.
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[12] Therefore prophesy and say unto them, Thus saith the Lord GOD;
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Behold, O my people, I will open your graves, and cause you to come up
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out of your graves, and bring you into the land of Israel.
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[13] And ye shall know that I am the LORD, when I have opened your
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graves, O my people, and brought you up out of your graves.
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O, HEAR THE WORD OF THE LORD
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Number One is the monkey man is you is the number one
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EZEKIEL CRACKED DEM DRY BONES EZEKIEL CRACKED DEM DRY BONES
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and hear the word of the lord
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when I was just a little girl I could hide in the brambles
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and the thickets and there was no fear of the wind in the willows... Let
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me tell you about my life in Wales, oh my, these hills of dreams, I find
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myself slowly being lost in a sexual disporia.. The hills seem to have a
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life of their own, their own bird calls and songs, their own life and
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magic. The great beast roamed them once, but I did not strike him down as
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I would strike down a mysterious cat. There have been over 80 mysterious
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cat sightings in England this year alone. The facts tell the truth.
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Here in the Essex House, amongst these pictures of Henry the VIII
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and Anne Boylen and Black Katherine of Aragon and the mother of Lady Jane
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Grey, I have spied 5 mysterious cats. 8 divided by 2 are of the Casa
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Schweitzer, but there is one big mean cat that no one knows.
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What exactly happened to Gandalf as the Balrog dragged him down?
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Was he reborn on the third day?
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And I wrote a thousand words in a world, You were there amongst
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the dirty Japanese tourists who celebrated the centenniel BIRTHS of
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hemingway and borgess, speaking of the aleph on Kilimunjaro, but really
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thinking of rolling around on the floors of hotel rooms, eating shit from
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each others' cum enema asses... these shit ass droolers, they rally to my
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white canes, you were ther as they took pictures of BLOOMSDAY and as they
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walked hte Ulysses tour, and you were there at the Oscar Wilde Anal Sex
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emporium located on Grafton street, right between the GAP and the
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McDonalds, taking pictures with the Japanse as the GAR-DI brought me out
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in handcuffs... Fags all of you... shit ass droolers... jews and
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immigrants, I am here at a wedding in Roger Williams park, all of my
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children are with me...
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Antonin Artaud's daughters of the heart, how many have I
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inherited? No idea. At least they did not give me the cum enema. CAn you
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think of any more fitting death than rectal cancer for a coprophiliac? oh
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he had finished his work and he died with his shoe in his hands! IN HIS
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HANDS! He said to his poet friend, the young JACQUES REVEL, "IF YOU'RE
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GONNA SCREAM YOU SCREAM WITH ME.... THESE MOMENTS.. THESE HYBRID
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MOMENTS..."
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JARETT CAN'T STOP BEING JARETT
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HE MIGHT TRY
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BUT HE WILL STILL JARETT
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pucker up, jarrett baby
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great god almight, gonna pick a bale of cotton
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JUMP DOWN TURN AROUND
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PICK A BALE OF COTTON
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TELETYPE: BUt doctor, it's not sterile!
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DOCTOR BENWAY: I REMOVED A UTERINE TUMOR WITH MY TEEEEEETH
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TELEYPE: GiVE ME THE SEX SEX SEX MB6.JPG PIERCE.JpG I FUCKED THAT
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Ah, but Aids, they always say, if you could only come to the
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point, or perhaps be less scattered, then people would really be able to
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read your text files. Ah, but Captain Beefheart, if you only dumped hte
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magic band, you could be hte greatest white blues singer of all time.
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WHO WANTS THE DISTINCTION OF BEING A PIECE OF SHIT?
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Not I, and not hte Captain, who didn't used to be like that.
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[ (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #850 - WRITTEN BY: AIDS - 9/24/99 ]
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