We cannot continue like so! Put together has fallen apart!
Look there in the sky, the moon has been cut half away!
The air, it is thin, I am quite sure to be starving my lungs!
Easy, easy now.
There, there.
Have yourself some mint
chamomile tea.
Oh, thank you my dear. It is too hot off the stove, yet!
But wait, these floods you wear, the material
cut off at the calf, leave your ankles exposed!
If the cats do not get them, mosquitoes certainly will!
Let the cats scratch them
Let the bugs bite.
I will not lose any sleep
over this, tonight.
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