i'm waiting for a brown truck
to bring all the goods
snaking through drain pipes
down valleys and fjords
and into the big belly of the water
yup it's calendar art at it's finest
near the back, a moose
is showing off his new horns
the foreground is full of blood
skies dispensing bullets faster than you can say
under god & indivisible
and by god, the air is clean
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