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Spades & Spadds
The hills wave oceans of goodbyes
And leak a plastic tea
Through the bowels of the belly deep
And they simmer long
Like bread that settles in
To the brand new shoes to live up to
TO never shiver never sway
Never waver through delusion grey
Bright and early soup was brewed
To brighten up the tea
And conjure brothened flavor
Out the recipe
