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Monday, June 8, 2009

Peppermint Pride

Watch the sun spinning round
as the clouds all come falling down,
children smile as they rise
on angel's wings above your demise.
Candles and their fading glow
beg you please, go slow.
Cartwheels in zero gravity,
like peace it's a global calamity.

Oh hush-a-bye little baby
yes, no, maybe
take it all in a crippled stride
jump rope peppermint pride.

Shooting stars on main street
their strung out lies tied up neat
take cover as time rewinds
never trust in your own kind.
Fly away on your ruby kite
let bullets stay the fight,
touch down in a land of candid ice
as the devil bids his price.

Oh hush-a-bye little baby
yes, no, maybe
take it all in a crippled stride
jump rope peppermint pride.

Watch the sun spinning round.

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