They're blueberries and peaches
Smashed and smeared across the sky
Life can be waiting in effect
While causes are saddled
Bored, you defect 'round the bend
Licking a piece of the horizon
Darting to the land's other end
Firing a harpoon
Then bitterly clasping your hands
They hold only rope burn,
Now you understand
The location of my sweet tooth
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fyi~ I was able to pass along BOTH of your suggested prompts last night. And they caused as much confusion as you could have hoped for.
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