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Elephants congregating in tropical saunas  .
I'm off the deep end feeding carrots to the paronahas .
The holy ghost and Moses angrily shoot dice in a ally .
I sail a clipper ship through the driest of deaths valley .
The ice cream man and the fortune teller gave all to lend.
I'm in the beginning of a short story that will never end .
Abraham Lincoln and Carl Marx are one and the same.
I'm stuck in heaven still praying that one day it will rain.
It seems most the world is trapped in some kind of vice .
Wrap me in fine Sunday  linen and season me with spice  .
The velveteen bear has been playing Jack the Ripper .
One day I wish to access my brain with one handy zipper.
All your  love must have been left rotting on the vine .
Fold me in the closet and hang the rest of me by my spine.
The angel and all the devils are all rehearsing for my choir.
I can hold my breath for as long as I can swallow the fire .
They all glare with that Glasgow smile .
We all feel this way once in a wile .