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Saturday, 11 February 2012


Moon chasers find white wells of grit
And are saddened that the eternally wise
Announced throughout the ages humanity’s home
And earth, embarrassed by this rejection
Salutes the sun’s radiance in a sexual manner
Hallelujahing yesterday, hating tomorrow
Burning the fleas off her back
Scaring the little moon chasers with her solar lust
Reminding us, that even she can be greedy.

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