Oesterreicher's *****

Grand mamma always told me

Hold your head up proud

And never accept to blend in with the crowd-

Kinna strange the way

I'm parting rivers right now

And how if sitting silent

I'm truly speaking out loud

Long ago and swiftly

Juggling dozens of eggs

Though trying not to split 'em

I tripped up on some pegs

The yoke leaked out

Mixed with the blood

From my head

I didn't whimper yet I knew

My beauty was dead-

But that's how it grows

All you Elaine's and Ed's

Through brazen heat

And tempest sleet

Chewing on led

While inspires cry

And empires fry

That sandstone shifts

And driftwood drifts

Alone I merrily roam

With my for sure's and if's

Never dissuading

The hemispheres

Of my bliss

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