you can be my friend
soon we'll be a sisterhoood of unity
the sky is cloudy today
the wind is from her southern mind
let's go on as it will be
a comma separating
the invisible from the seen
it's not new it's very old
and barbaric
somewhat numeric
you can count on me
i'm your let's make a deal friend
your beat the clock buddy
i'll dig for your frankenstein monster
in the alley on a hot summer's day
stop rejecting me
and filling in my work
i'm an ant
i kant keep konsidering your past point of view
it's biblical and comical and fudgsicle and cold
it leaves me wanting and desirous and typically old
she just let go
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