Though the timing is rather uncanny,
Happy Birthday, I say, poet Danny.
On another year's crest
it may BE for the best
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I shall drink your wine
take away your food,
deprive you of shelter
and dry up your well.
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We'd been inside that place,
La Louvre, wow we said,
again and yet again, and there
she was, like in the story book,
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A cockatoo named Elsevier
had sipped some of his master's beer.
The alcohol had warmed his heart,
he thought it would be very smart
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They say that in Seattle snot
runs out of noses quite a lot.
The weather is, well rather shitty
which, in a way, may be a pity.
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Another strange coincidence
said George while sitting on the fence.
He sat there, dreaming on most days
and watched the heteros and gays
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And YOU, of all people, honestly,
it is not easy for me to understand,
you are asking me how to fix this thing?
Fix us? Make us whole? Lovey, dovey?
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Two cubes of ice
were sitting up
inside a glass.
The one remarked
...
Two jewels in your lovely face
may not be just described by me.
Cannot conceive a single phrase
to do them justice, literally.
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It was a German train.
They always leave on time.
The platform had a sprinkling
of weary travellers, that stood around,
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