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Sleep off or out

In that tautly made hole
they rehearse on an icy sheet
and deer graze on the roof.

With boned limbs on a trunk
a pink witch pops into view:
chokes in giggles.

After which they desired to eat
the old creep’s snatch,
in the corner her laid out leg.

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