Sunday, 18 May 2025
Ellie
Signs to shy away from,
we won't make sunset,
hopes scattered and gone,
the Director is due,
he'll arrive by the jet,
get ready to say thank you,
fire and distant thunder,
if we miss our targets,
unfettered cry amongst us,
beyond these daily blues,
our days are well set,
fights scatter the crew,
they treat us with abandon,
no matter what the bet,
know we'll achieve Babylon,
how the world snoozes,
through its little tests,
our party turns to fugue,
on my sleeve’s a song,
no one tells yet,
to buy government bonds,
smoke a cigarette.
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