In Studio Thirty-One
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Under the elements because of the materials
We are more earth than sea
So it is both as this thing means mercy
O, hold fast
O, make it last
And exhort in ones gifted
But selfish soul in a dream
I land a job in husking corn on the cob
And to me it's no mystery
As to feel the truth in this allegory
In the malice of which to poor built
Of first alterations in studio thirty-one
And the Stone of the Wise
Speaking as to follow me
Soon time to come clean again
As patriotism insanity Key afresh secure
And very much accessible
For Arthur in the valley of Nibelligner
Gold in the Rhine...
Enter Gradgrind
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All for our Halicarnassear fortunate
She was my flower girl
And we never said goodbye
We can be as one tonight
First time buck naked in the brand new year
Of our outpouring of my soul
Enter Gradgrind
Time to zip it up
For countries in sea-coast mountain glen
and erogenous zones
And evolution of the intellect that puffs up
As charity edifies and Lockhart laughs
In Paradise thermoses ere young might divine
Praising the artists moving in time
Mosaic planned for life on the Mississippi
In tone one thing needful
Our feast on the south side of my love seat
For eastern confutzee and stickleback
Heed them with cycles of human tale....
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