were i dream'n

.

          normally
        mine artist
             hearz
            smellz
             feelz
      thuh morn'ninz
 crisp this early spring
              yet
          this a.m.
     all uv me found
            whilst
      prairie sun'nin
        vernal true
   spring az nun i've
           hear'd
           smell'd
            feel'd

             ooh
   mine were almost
     trick'd    think'n
              tuh
'twere thuh sun's warm
    lap'n mine torso'z
              back
            though
        'twere hern
            naykid
         'gainst my

         hern pixie
             sylph
           rupture
             then

           poooph
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