I HAVEN'T A REAL CAMEL
Though that may be, I've covered
a few humps along the road in my
day. And now. And now. I say.
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Bring me the chisel and hammer.
There is a hole I need to cut in this
floor - to allow in some heat to the
down-below space. Where my feet
stay so cold and cold air hits my face.
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What else is there for me to do but
now chime in, for a verse or two?
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