Perhaps I've missed something,
Where is the mistress of the King?
I'm saddened,
Truly also a little maddened,
I don't see the point,
Have we all been smoking a joint?
Beautiful words.
Isn't that why we are here?
I don't want any writer to disappear,
These words, these windows to our soul,
A way to help our lives have control,
Every opinion valid,
We're a potty old bunch, like a mixed fruit salad...
But now, we seemed to have lost our dark fairy,
An Opuss fruit salad without its cherry?
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