The excuses jump at the breakfast table
Risen like the morning cows
Like the cavern's plight
It rained in the night
So now you're able and willing to house.
With the pitch of a marksman, it burst of thirst
Leaving only its hat and its gloves.
In the Italian Square,
We were left standing there
As the first to catch from above.
These are the showers, by this how it started
Say the men, through out through the square
And hermetically sealed-
How does that feel?
To be parted is beyond compare.
I am the leopard from there but of here
With a scan that pans from the pots.
If all ink is true
Then there's no tattoo
That could clear why I always change spots.
I'm asking who loves me, but knowing the answer
I revel by rhetorical rite.
And if this doesn't work,
Act like a jerk
And spit bits of words I don't like.
The crescent's still mine in the lonely dark square
As the lint in the suitcase still sparkles
The bottles and pumps
Mean nothing to lumps
And the handle spares not the embarking.
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