i know math i can factor five and ten i can swear with a sweet tooth grin i can look away pointy arrows of your eyes i won�t flinch no i won�t be surprised at how this feeling sparks and courts an archipelago of sorts full of ships and confused ports, you left before the weekend i�ll be on the shore maybe a peninsula maybe something more i can look away to the distant early sky i won�t say a word you won�t hear a sigh i can swallow sea water just like it was milk i won�t grit my teeth i�ll be smooth as silk and if you lug that all around then i�ll be forced to stand my ground and i�ll be collared stuffed and crowned the emperor of weekends it must be a drag to be a sea-less hag and you�re wasted sour grapes and

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