I Been Down So Long

Poem By Ayn Timmerman

The russack is not for sale,
holy holy holy rabbit's feet,
Feta cheese and lamb,
Gnossos is an anarchist,
(Silent G) wandering in
the void of

Green knee-socks slipped,
A hunting horn on the wall,
Cuba is for lovers, but
then, so is Hell.

Sow the seeds and study
your physics;
In the end it all looks up.

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