Again, there they go, in their little metal birds.
And that one, why’s it walking tied to a funny lump of furs?
Oh wait! No, look there, one’s dancing in cloud pee!
And another, it treasures flattened trees like they’re joy’s currency!
Such odd blobs of matter, scattering cross my limbs. Pfft. Amateurs.
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