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Sep 2012
Butterfly soaring with lame wings

eyes on both sides gazing below

I can't catch it, but others can

Weather Woman Weather man

Young men frollock, and admire too

they'll catch the fever, catch its flu

but i'm immune you see,

it's just inborn inside of me

I can catch its zeil

but not its flu

So i'll just watch you catch it too
Written by
Eli Wilson
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   Jay Forrest
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