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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The energy from the sun makes me drunk The energy from the sun is laced with white rum It’s like grapes running on the vine filling the distillery with several barrel of wine and choking the pipes. The energy from the sun makes me drunk It weakens my legs, robs me of my sleep and purge the sweat out of me, leaving my body soaking wet while I am gasping for breath The space inside is warm and temperature around me is mounting up to the skies and the fire ball is rolling its eyes. I am struggling to get things done For the energy from the sun is Is pulling weapons and guns It is extracting the substance from me and scattering it all over the sea. The earth is overwhelmed and the galaxy is running out of time for the sun and the moon to come in line the pressure in the earth cannot bear the universe weight, and so it affixes itself to man to foster the burden of the land. I woke up this morning and a strange energy was moving around the town and something divine was keeping me alive, it is a strange force that I have never felt before and it keeps moving from shore to shore. When it will end, I cannot tell but Something must be done or you will all melt in the sun. The burning bush you can see but you cannot empty the ocean or the sea where there is smoke there is fire and the sacrifice is waiting at the altar. The energy from the sun is warm The energy from the sun hits you before dawn The submarine is at the bottom of the sea And a two-thousand-pound bomb is waiting for thee. It’s going to be piercing hot, you have got to empty the parking lot the energy from the sun is stroking the ground the energy from the sun is moving around.
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