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Hindenburger

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Climb yourself onto the grill. Drop a line down to the wife and kids. Dip a toe then slip inside the perfect medium rare. Grab the hose inflate the buns and float away in the Hindenburger.

There’s no telling how far you'll float, the sights you'll see or the flavors you'll smell, or the gods you’ll invoke. In the glamour of our time watch that hindenburger glide, it’s a cowship flying high. Meat balloon.

Nothing could be more savory than this red slab of life lofting in the sky. The wee bastards in back for lack of a snack start to chew away. When their thirty-third bite breached the hull well the beef parade fell away.

There’s no telling how far you’ll float, the sights you’ll see or the flavors you’ll smell, or the gods you’ll invoke. It’s the glamour of our time watch that hindenburger glide, it’s a cowship flying high. Beef Zeppelin.

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from Malvador, released October 3, 2014

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