This poem was submitted to Modern Linguistics
By the poet: Effed.
On pace like the bullet train Faster then a cow on sake The birds will fly again But, only if you let them There will never be a gem like you In all the caverns You would have to come to mine Robots on acid Robots on acid Robots on acid We'll never find our way But, only if you'll let us Its not whats in space It's whats around I'm tired of the ground Dragging me down Chlorinate and then Cleanse yourself In the infinite pool Of what's left
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