In openness they danced
their deodorant fortunes overturned
in hiccups they devoted
'curiously they bent'
um' in broad daylight
They woke of a quenched thirst
and dusted the dirty mat,
before varnishing like a wavelet
'furiously they went'
um' in broad daylight
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