Sunday, March 21, 2010

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They're all doing their thing
Found only in the depths
Of the immortal Blue.
The impenetrable
      The epic of the epoch
Find it, and jam
Find it, and flow
We found it.
      Lofty. Lazy. Luminescent.
In what could only be
      The days of the Lovely Dog.

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