On an Isle, I was born An elephant totem, I was restrained to Intelligent, strong and loyal, I had to be Spirit heads, in control of a given life Hang besides a famous doited scarecrow And its beaming rays, burnt its natives On an Isle, I was born I could leave anytime, I felt or…
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Ploughed River City: 1 of 8
Swinging my cerebral cortex, Back and forth, through ravishing dirt Bumping my head into a granary, Storing thoughts of all residents In River City, in which I lived I tried to wrap my demented brains, Around a thing, called a decency center Insights I owned, were locked far away The granary in River City, Belonged…