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I dreamt one night of daffy dills
Which only grew in outer space
By sprouting from a cratered place
Somewhere near the lunar rills.
Their blooms were made of silicon
Which was super for conduction
And robot brains, whose production,
Cultivated outer Procyon
With bulletproof hydroponics
That worked without an atmosphere,
Or patented electronics,
To make dark matter into beer
And toast the florid histrionics
Of midnight's favorite sonneteer!
Which only grew in outer space
By sprouting from a cratered place
Somewhere near the lunar rills.
Their blooms were made of silicon
Which was super for conduction
And robot brains, whose production,
Cultivated outer Procyon
With bulletproof hydroponics
That worked without an atmosphere,
Or patented electronics,
To make dark matter into beer
And toast the florid histrionics
Of midnight's favorite sonneteer!
Published 6th Aug 2022
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From March 12th, 2019
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