Vultures having
Found a feast
Gather 'round
The rotting beast
Pick and poke
Their prey to bone
Then leave the skele-
Ton Alone
Ants and fleas
Next get their fill
And somehow this
Is nature's will
How degrading
To degrade
Unless a flower
Thou hast made
Daisies, roses
Redwood Pine
Casting shadows
Amid sunshine
Watching lovers
Intertwine
Kissing, kissing
Amid sunshine
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this is fantastic. wow.
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