bermy foss o'er duckwood green
original pancake houses
you & my original twin
ate lettuce in the garden.
a tin box of convents at noon.
this is how i explained myself
to the doorman.
he didn’t like this one bit.
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I am one day
going to lead
our band to stardom.
Passes in the wind
some scent of freedom:
a dead skunk.
First pipe of the mission Ordinary,
because less common now,
diversify your entry,
and waylay your tomorrows.
Welcome, to Piperburg.
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