.Green like a pear>Jumped off the hospital bed
You brought me sweets and the grossest of cactuses (sic)
Hand on the pulse you stamped the ants that were
Marching in rows to lay eggs in my hair>
And the cruel woon it hung low
Moon it hung low
With it's arc bent like a sword
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