A dolly in the rust so sad,
So sweetly she lies there limply,
Used, discarded, and tanned by time,
Saline tears corrode her clockwork heart.
The girl in the rust so sweet,
So sadly she cries, so weakly,
Beaten down she makes no sound;
Just blends into the rusty floor.














Comments
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Veggieman, take me by the hand, lead me to the land that you understand.
Veggieman, the voyage to the corner of the garden is a real trip.
Veggieman, the stem of a carrot emblazed by the sand,
Soakin' up the thirst of the land.
Veggieman!
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I will eat out your eyes
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