AND SO, WHO WANTS
FOR WHAT?
Blue sky blue. The clouds open up.
I feel an urge for disappearing. I think
I'll look around for something different.
Here comes Old Cal. Pork-pie hat I can
never understand, but he does it all the
time. In the rain, I watch the drops drip
from the brim's lip.
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Make my tangerine yellow, okay?
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