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Dedicated to Stuart A. Staples I want to break someone's little finger In three places Give me strings on a hollow wooden body Crumpled suits and apprehension The warbler, the jongleur The slur, the trill, the quaver I can only serenade in that way Without drop z tuning Barmonies and mashed taters Send in the French horn Alone in the living room The air conditioner remote Engrossed and enthralled in the music The dog watching me

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