Oh down in the valley
the valley so wide
spreading its hilly legs
Orchards bloom between.
we rest on its tummy,
Meditation Mount
three girls laughing
legs dancing, in place,
a boy with a problem
a grimace
oh the expert of head
hanging banging on
typewriter, worried
hurt, the fruit
between each our legs
ain't for him,
hear the wind blow.
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