.As the grossness of spring lolls it's head against the window
As the grossness of spring lolls it's bloodshot head
Curare! Curare! Curare!
Brogue cries from the street
Curare! Curare!
As the grossness of spring rose
A tumor balloon to squeak against the window
With the gr.
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