Goodbye.
I don't have anything to say today.
My lips are tired of words with friends
and my tongue is depressed.
My eye teeth are blind
and my lungs are out of hot air.
I don't have anything to say today
In the way of wars or stars or food
or money or politics or hobbies
or love or loss or rumors or broomsticks
or. . .
A pretty lady is calling.
I have lots to say.
Hello?
Hey.
Hey.
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