babylon patrol Poems

The Northwind blows the clouds
through the dark-blue sky,
the pale & distant sunlight
is about to die.
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My hut on the hill:
It rattles & shakes,
the rain drums on the roof
as if for heaven's sakes.
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What shall I eat?
I’m going to die;
Maybe something sweet –
Why should I cry?
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Girls who play for money
And girls who play for fun
Girls who play funny
And girls who make you run;
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wake up, wake up!
wake up or die!
wake up, wake up!
wake up & cry
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Disgusting body
Disgusting food
Disgusting life
Disgusting mood
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From wounded animals stay away;
Though well-intended you may get real pain.
So too, keep burned-out lovers at bay;
Their endless complaints are completely in vain.
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dark truths shine
like ice on frozen lakes
on moonless nights
for freedom’s sakes.
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Running blue, not wishing to be free,
Boring nightmare, sky and me.
Losing sight,
Getting tight,
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The misty dawn is coming in,
Relax: receding is the night;
The cold, blue air is free of sin,
The clouds start shining bright.
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