Gotta Find The Biggest Oldest Oak Tree

***NEW POEM***

Tumbling around the centre of you

Dressed like a clown with no clothes on

Oh well

Life goes on

And if you can hear(t) that

I can always caption for you

Oh well

Tripping over bowls of easy

Eviplera rain falls everywhere but here

We could bend over in gay bars!

He smokes fags with fags

Oh well

Nina still has her boobies

Joni still has her case of blood vino

Madge is no virgin

While the rest, rest in capital letters

Oh well

I heard what you said that night

“What if the sun does not rise?”

I take off you

And life goes on

Oh well

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