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Running Around My Daisy
Listening to the happy feet
running around my Daisy
of death's little pipsqueak
and life after pimento
when the cheese is gone
as the twilight dawn thickens
like a roux in my saucepan
and the biscuits lay heavy
in gravy of my redeye
running around my Daisy
climbing up the ladder
leaping into the bullion
running around my Daisy
of death's little pipsqueak
and life after pimento
when the cheese is gone
as the twilight dawn thickens
like a roux in my saucepan
and the biscuits lay heavy
in gravy of my redeye
running around my Daisy
climbing up the ladder
leaping into the bullion
Published 24th Aug 2022
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