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I clambered over mounds and mounds |
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Of polystyrene foam |
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And fell into a swimming pool |
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Filled with fairy snow |
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And watched the world turn day-gloyou know you know |
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The world turned day-glo you know |
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I wrenched the nylon curtains back |
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As far as they would go |
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And peered through perspex window panes |
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At the acrylic road |
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I drove my polypropolene |
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Car on wheels of sponge |
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Then pulled into a wimpy bar |
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To have a rubber bun |
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The X-rays were penetrating |
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Through the laytex breeze |
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Synthetic fibre see-thru leaves |
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Fell from the rayon trees |
