STATO

 

 

I want to ride with

Posse Comoradae

When the mushrooms

Shoot up

 

It will be just like

Old times

 

I want to be with them

When they set

The bee traps

 

My Monte Carlo

Will be fitted with

A 20mm cannon

 

Darwin was a

Fuddle-head

 

We’ll turn back

The clocks

A thousand years

 

Bent bark

Not in the rain

The lead ladies

Will play their harps

 

I want to crawl

Under a heat blanket

With the Posse

 

I’m gonna ride back

To the middle ages

With the Posse

 

 

 

They will sow weeds

Where the amber waves

Have been

To feed on

 

 

Geese formation

Fighting with mushrooms

Shot in the winter

 

The Posse will take

The rubble by storm

 

My mommy and me

Are bent over

Thrifty sofa

 

Slide from the couch, mommy

 

 

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