Even Dorothy Knew Better
By law forbid tinted glass
it is necessary
in my little atom
milky way
pushed in
they are always pushing me somewhere.
me
to me
me, me meeeeeeeeeeee
I somehow feel like goat
sometimes
having that
feeling possessed by familiarity of unknown
I really wish
just once
for a change
to dance on a happy song
statistics said
that love of british for a dog
lasts
until they buy
a new couch
f***
according to that
I quote pretty well
you know
for a goat
my mother thaught me
when time changes the record
it is good to know
how to pick a right bone
to make a good soup
(and in that, clean faced, swear that we didn't use beef cube)
she taught me well
when I finally clean up
everything from my bag
only thing left will be umbrella
to keep me safe eventually
if it starts to rain
someones mother will cry today
at least they have annunciate so
on the radio
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