Forever Green: Needles And Cones
Blubber, don’t
Bloober.
Blibber, don’t
Blabber.
Nothing -- is Greater than
Blue — fake Green
and Its smell;
Sharp Needles --
forever, to,
Ever.
Held In their
long -- Immense
Arms,
full of Fake
Cones.
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