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Written by Lauren Beziers
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Alarm bells are ringing
The sweet smells of summer rain
Drip dripping on the crushed snail.
Ludzico points to the sky
An alien world is descending
Like a cloud of mustard gas on a poppy field.
Arthurian Legend looks down
From his bubble craft
Surveying his dirty new territory.
But one human finger, pointing with a wart
Can spin the other universe on its tip
And send it back to Point Black.
Ludzico sweats a cheesey sweat
Looking up for a return,
But all is quiet and all is calm.
Mangoroot and Bells whiskey
A tea for kings
In the shed, on the edge of time.
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