The sorority girl gasped
"no!"
"he's so... what a jerk!"
and the sky ripped in two
and down came the rain
dripping from the Land's End
logo
on
to
a bum tinkering
and toying
with the idea of Goebbel;
you know,
the arms stretched forth,
a sea - an inside-out man
and the affection
his own father jettisoned
for a troubled,
turncoat
voyage
across
the
Atlantic
to a strange name:
Soddy-Daisy
The fields are alive
with the sound of music
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