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[gelberhund]

so you were not the neruda of brooks and the palm tree heads
i was not fantomas and he sangsongsung the sadsads
and every tear cried a mozart and we said the prayer
in a house of goethe glances we heard the angelic sayer
the pope wrote the day and the cardinals understood
what the rapper of darkest merica could find in his awood
the singer of morning dreams spaniezed the cuban love
and every boy of alternate life was kissed by such dove
the zoo and the sea built a house and a god of peace
the angels of fire and heaven entertained our wish to breathe!