Onion lady blows her precious proseAnd so it goesKisses to the crying cooksTheir bigs in booksWith baited hooksChorus: and days away from your armyAnd spend with whimsy kings and slavesA girl of God becomes a cash flowerA catalog of gardens and gravesTravelers diagramFor where I amFrom where I amDirector of visional codes and overloadsIt all explodesChorus
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