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march, march
a lion roaring in
like an irate lamb

march, march
a mad bastard hare
is boxing fog & puddles

march, march
the starch on your pants
another laundry daydream

march, march
a troupe of baboons
escaped from the zoo’s confines

march, march
the shape of tomorrow
is leafen & somewhat green

march, march
the cherry blossom zen
overloads – then explodes

march, march
a lamb baas, leaving
like a sleeping lion

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