it's a song without title
a song without word
a song without sound
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the time of forgiveness
is now and here
pity for the blue
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the clown with red nose
the clown with green ears
the clown with yellow cheeks
the clown with webbed feet
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She said severely:
“God have said: the soup must be warm! ”
It was a Gazpacho, a cold soup to a warm evening.
I have mixed tomatos, cucumbers,
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we are not porcupines
said the dummy rabbit
we are not porcupines
said the dummy dog
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It is not a paradise
although the sing of birds
It is not the Hell
although the song of birds
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with some words
words and words
it is not a poem
only word
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Why the clowns are dirty?
Why the clowns are sad?
Why the clowns are bad?
Why the clowns are ferocious?
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