.Icebergs are scraping big holes across the bottoms
Of luxury liners across the crooked seas.
Mantises are praying in the dirt in fields of garlic.
Ooh, filthy water.
Purple mountains and golden hills and silver boulders,
Where wagon ruts fill up with water that rolls away.
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