To Youth!
What foolish youth is in my tone tonight!
I wouldn't know a waxy shine from starlight.
I'm the first to admit my instincts blow
The first to jump conclusions so.
Please forgive my cheesy tenor
Please help me pour
And tell me when or
I'll crazy cry
"to Youth" forever.

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A toddler toddles in
Off the train at San Bruno
Amnesia settles in
Now he's wonderin
Will this make sense soon-no
Because the color of the track
Behind him way back, is black
The track ahead is drenched in
Shadow, And all though,
The track in between may seem like it's seen
It's really just a part
Of a planet
You've never
Scene.

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Hard hard hard to get out the door
I hope that if I don't a muscle tore
I won't use the flesh to make a smore
I never shall, I never shall
Go go go to war!
Nor will I fight war for a whore!
You doory doory ole whore (door.)
Do babies cry at night for twilight sparrows?