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vagabond

Vagabond

I found a sweet shop in the middle of nowhere,
bought a box of Swiss chocolate,
 took my sack of hay given to me by a kind  farmer
for a mattress.
 I sleep on top of the kitchen table for fear of rats,
with only a horse blanket and hard oak.
The candy seller’s daughter is
getting married to her own image,
a gilded mirror. Last night
I fell off the table dreamed I was back at sea
and the ship was pitching and rolling;
bet I gave the rats a fright.
I went to the wedding of the candy man’s daughter,
it was a sweet affair, the priest had a sugar rush,
he cried when she tenderly kissed the looking glass.
Written by oskar
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