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the gods are crying they tell you from the clouds
the thunder of sins created to flood your house 
if only you closed your window from the voices

do not ring my door bell it is a decoy for the like of you
the teal duck singing a song of blue and green
the algae in a pond to not strike me to your will

the frog swim the lily pads and kiss the lotus
to catch a fly as the carp sashay the water
come ice you will survive the winter of a shovel

the ark really must be a mad man collecting
a zoo in his apartment and floating a mini boat
in a huge aquarium to see the sun rise

but an apple really to be tempted as golden
as you rather like your mustard of a salad 
and not call Waldorf the acorn of squirrels on a subway station

could go on and on but stop me I am eve
the virgin and saint Mary of fish mongrels
want to smell my pussy

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