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Summer Came And Went With A Swish

Summer came and went with a swish,

autumn appled and peared.

I fished for strawberry seeds

and drowned in a loose luck’s wonder wonderfully snared.

These meaningless words that are technically wise

in an easy kind of way

are merely substantial subterfuge

so why wind my thoughts in a cocky play

when rage has reason for running amok

in the broadening confines where lecheries fuck?

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Written by Jonathan Finch

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