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PART I - ANTES

So night has fallen.
The stars are laughing at Earth!
Eugene's limp with sleep.

He can't stop his dreams;
He always fears what he sees.
And it commences. . .

PART II - O COMEÇO DO COMEÇO

A stake through a pie,
This marks the pirates' French braids
In Yurt, a cow town.

Green ponies spill rum
And bet with copper ricecakes.
God doesn't love them.

A diseased shaman
Blares pop music and smokes crumbs,
Snorting at Eugene.

The hoses spray blood,
The mailman brings gamma rays
To Eugene of Yurt.

Purple prunes scream;
Chinamen dine on buzzards;
Bread bats are guilty!

Boars are on the loose!
Yurt goes up in flames, thank Christ.
Wasserkamera.

PART III - THE TROUBLE WITH WET DREAMS or DIE TÖTE GEMÜSE VON FRANKREICH

Eugene hates his dreams.
They scare the piss out of him!
Now go soak your head.