Please don't let it ever end. . .
It was a slow day,
And the sun was beating
On the soldiers by the side of the road,
There was a bright light,
A shattering of shop windows
The bomb in the baby carriage
Was wired to the radio.These are the days of miracle and wonder
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Staccato signals of constant information...
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I mean, he's a real poet. If we survive the flood, he'll be recognized as a poet.
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