TURTLE DOVE OASIS
Camarague, mistral and the sands
of distant Morocco and such - I want to
land upon my feet, you see, where I can.
Tortmeister, hammelsinger, Wednesday's
King of Prague. How those ancient names
remember. Let the torch flame singe the palms.
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Native lallygagging layabouts
listening to sweet squiggling musics.
While their fair girls dance all
the way to France, I envy
all their aplomb.
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