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Mud Pies
Dearest Master,
Please keep us out of the
Sand boxes and play pens
Of the world.
We have grown weary
Of making mud pies.
Please let us soar
Into the rarefied atmosphere
Of your being
Where we can gather
The diamonds, emeralds and ruby's
Of your love.
Please keep us out of the
Sand boxes and play pens
Of the world.
We have grown weary
Of making mud pies.
Please let us soar
Into the rarefied atmosphere
Of your being
Where we can gather
The diamonds, emeralds and ruby's
Of your love.
Published 15th Mar 2012
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