Looming dank train miss--
So many tries, so many try-agains
I guess you'll stay---
Pheasants, rotgut and now you, bluebird.
Stay, bluebird, and laugh away that loss.
You'll help that face that didn't know it needed lip gloss,
Laughing jackals love to admire themselves.
I'm closing down Ashtray Castle for the night,
But I'll leave capes out for all you wizards.
Sleep dreamy, little bluebird.
Sleep soon, at least,
I know that dank train left before you made it to Mars.
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