I’ve been picking over her abdomen,
Deciding if the fatted calf drinks blood.
Something tells me a lot of buffalo
Use to drink at this watering-hole, miss.
Throw down your arrows and your axes
Into the dust, throw down your arrows and
Your axes, the Old World Has Passed Away.
A Giant Crab sits on the mountain peaks,
I’ve been staring at maps for a long time.
The dollmaker’s growing restless because
Raggedy-Annes box is non-compliant.
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