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An Polar Finesta!
Alas, the Norwegian border and its runestones Shake the pennies out their pockets and Have trumpeteer call to my American brothers Green tree frogs and pieces of amethyst Fumble out of my satchel and sink Deeper than the snores of a hibernating beast Deep into our dreams Deep into the concrete Deep into our souls I must have hidden my smoking lamp more Effectively This was good, for the strain of the night was Skywalker And the movie of the night was 'Beauty And The Beast' I took out a small ball of black tar heroin And handed it to the stewardess as I walked off the plane The breeze grabbed my waist And worked its way into my bones I smiled and shouted to the sky "An Polar Finesta! Shul Knar Un Pak Pak!" A mystic sitting on an oriental rug looked at me And gave me a stern nod I walked to him Handed him twelve sticks of patchouli forest incense And hurried along after a blonde wearing A fine necklace of heavenly blue morning glories I whispered in her ear that we were to make Love on a mountain top She turned into a great eagle and flew Into the air, perching on the top of A pine...right on top of the mountain I knew I'd never reach her now She was merely teasing me! I took five marbles out of my pocket And wondered their worth in such a land It cost six marbles to turn into a wolf And nearly one hundred and ninety to become eagle The blonde was playing chess with my heart I paid the man playing sitar two marbles And become a tortoise I spent the rest of my years Wandering dirt roads My mind was filled with thoughts of hard ale And morning glory necklaces I let the thought of suicide slip in and out of My thought patterns Last night I said my goodbyes to Peter and Perseus And slowly walked to the edge of a cliff As I was closing my eyes and leaning forward The beautiful stewardess walked to Me, picked me up, and brought me To a gorgeous fountain with lit candles floating about She took the fine ball of opium I had given Her and put it down before me, right next to my eager mouth I chomped it down and began to feel my body glowing Two giant wings sprouted out of my shell I gave a great cry and carried myself Up to the top of the mountain The eagle turned back into woman I once again became man She walked over to me and smiled, taking my hand I tossed her to the ground and spit on her Taking my last 3 marbles out of my Pocket, I buried them, collected some Tears from the blonde with the beautiful Morning glory necklace, and watered my Marbles. Three women clawed their way Out of the earth, each one a work of Art that would cause envy amongst goddesses They grabbed me Kissed me Pulled me to the ground I looked over at the blonde wearing the morning glory necklace She had her head in her hands weeping I could have comforted her, but instead I let an orgy take place
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