Gridcosm

Level 491 of 4711
Started on Feb 12, 2000.
Completed on Feb 13, 2000.

Artist matrix

Grid poem

Jumping on his bike, he was reminded of the 9 squirrel trees in his thoughts and in his fitful, lusting soul - the handlebars turned to scallions and the fork, wheel and spokes to roots as he rides through the park while the eaglette ninth graders maul lady pirates. Bownt deedle deedle doodle do dah deedle You clam-shucking tortoise shell babysnatching darling of the medium with too much time on her hands Oh c'mon baby take off your butt ugly flesh patch and gimme some lovin in the mind hole and don't you dare pull that ball away. (RIP Charlie)

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