Cake

The crazy never, ever,

Die – They live on,

In our laughter,

In our poems and our pity,

In our promises and rainbows,

In our zebra Faerie city,

They become legend, altered

Memory that fits awkwardly,

Living happily ever after,

In our ideals and hoping,

In our faith and cheese,

In our fervid coping,

The crazy never, ever,

Die – they live on,

In our laughter.

 

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