The re-run rats have come inside again
Retrospective satori
Saving grace for the idiot savant
Startling hearts
Let down my thrusts to tremble and risk
You're weird you weirdo
So trumps to the tremendous aloft
Empty headed runaway.
As this will become our earth to bum
Dig in the dirt.
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