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  Daniel Wilcox

The Space Clown


 


When caught in
The romantic comet
Of the moment
I touched her pixied face
And said,
I wish I could make love to
You on 3 million different planets
All at once
She pixeled a look so scientific
And said,
Oh don't clone around with me

 

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