You came galloping
Before the sun rise
Breaking the dawn
Down I fall
When you made me to run
Gallowbird fly beyond in his mind
That's not a mere fun
They have galvanized his generosity in the heat chamber-tonight's dinner!
While I too gaze on the gauntlet gushing out of their gambling houses
You came still, still, still
Galloping, hopping, hoping...
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