Dig this Daddio:


the ass by saintly motorcyclists, and screamed with joy, who
blew and were forced to open antique on Madison Avenue amid blasts
of leaden verse & the nitroglycerine shrieks of the abyss I'm with
you in Rockland where you imitate the shade of my mother I'm with
you in Rockland where you scream in a straightjacket that you're
losing the game of the Bronx I'm with you in Rockland where


Seed me again

Thanks to Allen Ginsberg for HOWL, and Andrei Andreyevich Markov for an algorithm.