.Because the pleasure-bird whistles after the hot wires,
Shall the blind horse sing sweeter?
Convenient bird and beast lie lodged to suffer>
The supper and knives of a mood.
In the sniffed and poured snow on the tip of the tongue of the year>
That clouts the spittle like bubble.
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