There are moments that breathe like lungs,
Some carry us to destinations like our cultured veins,
Others destroy us like the spleen–the death yard of red memories.
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A bottle tree bloometh in Winkyway land-
Heigh-ho for a bottle, I say!
A snug little berth in that ship I demand
That rocketh the Bottle-Tree babies away
Where the Bottle Tree bloometh by night and by day
And reacheth its fruit to each wee, dimpled hand;
You take of that fruit as much as you list,
For colic's a nuisance that doesn't exist!
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