
A fragmented monologue mixes absurdist imagery with repeated identity statements. The speaker cycles through
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Nature is a whore. Give some fruit. Turn the red to blue. Edward MacLean. I finish some jelly. Likes to sing along. Jelly likes to shoot his gun. He's the one who likes all our pretty songs and he likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun but he don't know what it means—don't know what it means—he doesn't! He's the one who likes all our pretty songs and he likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun but he knows not what it means—knows not Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello. Welcome to our town, Effort Dangerous. Here we are now, Effort Dangerous. I'm a stupid Effort Dangerous. Here we are now, Effort Dangerous. I'm an idol, I'm a vinyl, I'm a skater, I'm a feeder. Yeah!










