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The china is in smithereensbefore our tea has even brewedbut it hardly matters.Minotaur is half bulland a little clumsybut bigger things have been shattered,
Now the day is over,you're lying in your bedand cares are spinning endlesslyaround your weary head.Remember that the moon you seeis also shining down on me.
Itty-bitty. Bat. Tittle-tattle. TatShilly-shally. Shout. Dilly-dally. OutWilly-nilly. Woo. Silly Billy. Boo!Roly-poly. Rip. Pitter-patter. Pip
Here now skyline assembles fire.The sun collects up to leave.Its bright following paled,suddenly all goes. Dusk rushesin, like door closed on windowless room.
Nobody knows what Jonjo knows. Nobody knows but he,So Jonjo took me for a walk and showed his world to me.
Once upon a plomThere lived a poor little momAlong with her children three.There was a great big GomA Flom and a ChomWho all sang, "Me, me, me."
The seagulls are doing their dance again – Wings clasped to their sides, they stare up the street.Up and down, up and down, go their knobbly pink knees;
All you see is outside me: my painted smile,the rosy-posy shell, the fluttery eyes.A butter-won’t-melt-in-my-mouth-type me
Sirens! The cry went round the shipas swift as if they'd sighted homeand every sailor felt the grip
At dawn, she climbs over the horizonto slink between the curtainsand rest her head on your pillow.
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