Will you, wont you
Do your duty
When smoke cues you
Roadside cutety?
When smoke cues you
To ready jump
Homes, hill-dug in
Shudder not; slump.
Homes, hill-dug in
Chimney-top dreams
Hung from the ends
Of puffed skied gleams.
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