HAPPY FLYING ANIMALS
All the good things in the world couldn't keep
me from you : that guy at my door, delivering
those million dollars a month - a mere piffle.
The sulight, coming in three times a day to warm
my head - something not even luxurious anymore.
Those pigs that now fly, to disprove that old
axiom 'when' - oh well, I guess everyone's in
trouble now and that saying is good no longer.
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