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Surfing

Surfing
by Richard Thomas

spare tires in a bowl for breakfast.
i'm surfing in a spoon with a big green balloon
green is the color of the orange moon
by the ocean of dark black blood i see
twenty and five lizards dancing on me
i'm surfing in a spoon with a big green balloon.

eat the moon

eat the moon with your eye
i think i must die when the ocean licks my nose
for a peanut and a rose you can have a baboon.
so in the blood of the blackened sled
i'm surfing in a spoon with a big green balloon.
and i'm dead
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