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Sieze the day

Diem Carpe

'Fore it runs away

And burrows through

The feet of the earth

You become so hungry

Chasing bunnies

For their delicacy

Cooking your own knuckles

A day you'll never have

Pistons churn the butter up

Layer over brick-rusted layer

Thoughts crossed out and through

Oh, billow off the autumn mist

That stales summer into snow