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la la la la
she skips
la la la la
in her mind
tossing petals
like the Sandman
tosses out sweet dreams
smiling like the fool
at the bottom of the well
sipping wine like the monk
with cherry cheeks
who follows the hood
for they are merry
as merry as a frolicking lamb
who tumbles in a field of
buttercups
but the cups are empty
because the wine was drunk
and its days are numbered
for its flanks are fat
and none skips
when the song is over
because in the silence
knowledge wakes
and the only one left smiling
is the fool
at the bottom of the well
is the fool
at the bottom of the well

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