The sheep are shorn,
The lambs have flown,
The rams are caged
The ewes are alone.
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The geosynchronous
Geppetto One
With us orbits
Round our sun;
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I'm immobile
As my dentist blathers
On events and people
That don't matter.
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Am I a Copy-Cat Romantic
Am I a copy-cat Romantic
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When she speaks of me
They will think Granda
Is an old man, who wears
Corduroy pants
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When my day's drama
Is over,
I pull down blinds
As my closing curtain.
...
It's Christless Time Again
Lights are twinkling,
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Don't Tell Me What To Do
When I was two
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Something Systemic
I have something systemic
...
I've walked
The flat lands
Of Alberta,
And ascended the foothills.
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