dancing to your tortures tune
might just burst or rupture soon
you better toss it out!
Let it float to the punctured moon,
with patches and packets sewn
invisible at high noon,
will it hear if you shout?
Sober, swaying in a saloon,
savoring Finland's finest rune
silent as it hears me croon,
knowing, I'm in doubt
If on the planet of the singing baboon
people think December comes before June,
can't an astronaut kill a cartoon?
with a scary shout.
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