I saved a junky once
From falling out of a tree
From tumbling, plumming to the peach-like
Ground I reach

Once a flood, and once the flu
Death sits on a neighbour’s face
A victim on every corner
Not one gives the blues a chance

Oh, and it spoils the dalliance of my palm
That I should go on ringing
‘Til it cracks my bell
That there should be no difference
Between blue plums
And Hell.

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