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Somehow the gate's been opened To the urban zoo; And the rural petting farm Is something gone askew. The wildebeests and monkeys Are leading lambs and lemmings, They're trumpetting their call, I hear them through the concrete wall.
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Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 5:18 PM UTC
Trumpeting Their Call
Somehow the gate's been opened To the urban zoo; And the rural petting farm Is something gone askew. The wildebeests and monkeys Are leading lambs and lemmings, They're trumpetting their call, I hear them through the concrete wall.
francie-lynch
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Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 5:18 PM UTC
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