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The worlds rose in the night and prayed |
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People kissed, kissed and hugged one last time |
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Saying what have we done for two thousand years |
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The end it has begun |
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Should I let my mind run |
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For a scrap of kettle wood |
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Blind, woolen cat, bad bat breath beside me |
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Fuzzy face of pear tree |
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Ghoulish and cartoony |
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Surprise me like a monster, |
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My brother liked to scare me |
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A rape in the meadow |
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A fornicating fellow |
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A flea on the fur of a shaggy old sheep |
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All tangled up like winter |
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Bramble branch of brown tree |
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Cut the very life of |
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Her blood bank that billows |
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Up from below her |
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Skirt and sunlit blouses |
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Kangaroo mommy |
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Rapunzel and a tomboy |
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Fatherless a heart broke |
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A hankering, a steak knife |
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A wallowing a child, |
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A banquet a hollycaust |
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A pussy wussy willow, |
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Marshmallow, a mantra, |
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A temper tantric tantrum |
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A full steam ahead and |
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Watch out here |
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I come |