The Tulips Are Exposed
Winter has passed the Spring is upon us
through flip flops and smoked bacon on the grill
the laughter was quite a thrill
in roads of thunder in currents of greed
must build up your heavenly deed
clouds are forming in sweet vegetation
alone in my thoughts left built up toward the porch
its in the parting of flames let me be the first to explain
crowds of funny looking people peak through those doors
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