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Come with me, come and be free
money trees, and liberty
the welded metal that they say
rusted-went away

A mutt given to the rain,
a dog bone, and a toy train
darlin' ask away I've no shame
I know you're to blame

Maybe it's resonant wood
maybe I played Robin Hood
swirling down insatiable throat
sour scent of rose

Let's go to the place we know
warts, a straw and palindromes
catalyst, bad timing of fists
flailing towards your soul

the flailing pigeons did fall
and the hunger that they bore
was laid down, by your cupboard door
hungry nevermore

envelope glue tastes real bad
your bones shook, I knew they had
darlin I shook them, I was mad
forgive me for that

The rolling hills; boiling still
milk bread and stars for a meal
yer milk bread and stars fill you still
untill yer last meal

Crickets

Crickets in the night
Ululating songs of fright
Crickets in the night
sing to me the melodies so trite

The bats carry in the night
I'm scared for my life
Crickets can you sing to me
Your sorrowful rhapsodies?

Cricket sing to me songs of tyranny
Cricket tonight the melodies of fright
Cricket, my sweet, to be, held dear
I'll fly from here--- don't you fear

Cricket your songs
The ones you carry on
Chirp what you call music
An ode of awkward nuisance

Cricket songs of repose,
of love, that never grows
Crickets out my window
Representing sorrow (or silence, or awkwardness)

You're underneath the stars
Playing parodies of Mars
Artless, Heartless, Worthless, Mirthless
Toothless, toothless, nuisance

Cricket to me songs of tyranny
Cricket tonight the melodies of fright
Cricket, my sweet, to be, held dear
I'll fly from here--- don't you fear