Lavatree blues.

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The bubble monkeys were at their nonsense again tonight. They mixed some of grandma’s special recipe with my coffee and I woke up later with these poetic thoughts firmly etched on my brain. Read them with a slow lilt if you dare, but make sure to cross your fingers, eyes and toes as you do so. I baked an almond cookie I poured a cup of tea You made me sit quite stiffly On a painted lavatree. You flushed away my sorrow You wiped away my tears You washed my hands in sulphur At the meeting of the years.