The sky rained tears,
the storm raged tore
from off the trees, roofing,
and the devils danced in the air.
Then up to the permafrost grimaced
the North Pole, and the Earth
laughed quite a stricken way.
The philosopher your own sofa
took the time to travel on the
space, and the earth.
Televisions black magic
woman shook her hips.
I just was, and life, the printer.
The sting of the words line up to dance
melancholic chords.
Frequently nights controlled the writer,
they need a friend
melancholic songs to entertain you.
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