Page 19 - Nonsingularity, by Alex Zaver
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What do you know?
What do you know?
What d'I?
Sun's getting low,
Moon's high
Through curly cloud.
Me too.
You're where I bound.
Let's do
A simple action -
Believe
In resurrection.
You’ll leave -
I'll pass the clearance
To wait
For your appearance
At gate.
No matter, Lord, what
Occurs,
You'll be a hot Haute
Couture.
Time melts in bowl -
Fondue.
What do I know?
What d'you?
