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albüm: On The Cutting Board In The Rain


You flew up in the tree
You like a pheasant on the flee
And you remain a mystery
The arbor vitae of the brain
Of the bird that you caught yesterday
Lays on the cutting board in the rain
The plans will never be the same
But I'll keep hunting for the game
On every future Thanksgiving Day

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