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under the toadstools

under the gills 
a wilt chamberlain
sized toadstool, 
rained 
cherry blossoms
and
fire flies ignited 
the sticky summer air 
to the rhythm of
johnny cash singing: 
   ring of fire
and 
my grass staged 
a verdant riot 
trying to uproot 
themselves, 
tired of being
tied down 
the restless 
blades
craved
the greener grass
on the other side of 
of lonesome town.

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