YOU'VE MET MY MATCH,
BUT I'VE NOT MET MINE
So how weird is that? It almost looks like a
comical error. You've met mine, but I've not
met mine? Two spaceships, over-flinging the
moon. Usually I keep really quiet about that
sort of thing. My body is my barometer.
Of Thee I sing.
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At an age when others are still young, I
am already dead; slathered on bread like
a pumpkin jam, mixed in with buffalo
juice and a punctured yam. Leave me
the drippings when you finally leave.
Of The I Sing : I am bereaved.
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You can't fight traffic when the
Interstate is clogged, and I think
I know where we're going but
for that damned road-hog.
Of Thee I....Sing?
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