Take the last
Plane
'Cus you are my only
And I will
Come down.
Call you the stone
Of underwater.
I don't know what
To expect
Today.
What the sounds
I hear are
And why the cars on
Fire.
Colour the blank
Pages
That we all
Love
It's just like
Monopoly
With fun.
I call you to
Stop
Crying.
And you have children
In a jar.
It's like
That
Butterfly
You caught.
And then it flew
Away you
Said.
Didn't tell me till
Later that
It was dead.
I wonder what's to become
Of the card that I sent.
With the wings and
Pretty gloss.
Just like that
Candy floss that night.
And then that morning
At the grocers.
Picking the tabloids off the
Shelf.
You told me the
Children
Simply flew straight
Out that jar.
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