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I built my house from barley rice
Green pepper walls and water ice
Tables of paper wood
Windows of light
And everything emptying into white
A simple garden, with acres of sky
A brown-haired dogmouse
If one should drop by
Yellow delanie would sleep well at night
And everything emptying into white
And everything emptying into white
A blue eyed drummer rehearses outside
A black spider dancing on top of his eye
Red legged chicken stands ready to strike
And everything emptying into white
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