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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1319569

An exquisite corpse exercise that turned out well.

At dawn, the quiet lawnmower
Began to gurgle viciously
Next to the violet garden.
The sweet giraffe
Danced joyously
On the cracked bench.
Later that morning, the mournful violin
Echoed hauntingly
Through the parched lakes
And the people began to sing.
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