Library pictures
Of the quickening canoe
The first of its kind to get to the moon
Trust some elipses
To chase you round the room
Through curly straws and metaphors and goo
Been watching over neon blossom, flickering
You look as if you've all forgotten
Where you've been
Going riding through the thunder circle
False canyon
Ten nine eight seven six five four
Three two one
Library pictures
Of the quickening canoe
The first of its kind to get to the moon
Give me an eeny
Meeny miny mo
Or an ip dip dog shit rock an roll
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