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The deer and the antelope play The hiccup of the telephone wires Birds tossed in and out of the fray Clouds rush in and lose focus Afraid if he drops his glance into this room Might just stare a hole clear through Like a thumb pushed into the paper mache Grizzly that rides the prey Pale green life vibrates across the Abraham Lincoln Curses spin beneath his chin Not to pass any judgment Over the deer and the antelope play Over the boys swapping names And the girls folding papers into clipper ships When they've wandered from the parade route And the room fills with aquarium light Cursive in a tangle on the wall And the grizzly lies in deep deep slumber From the cold cold places behind the Abraham Lincoln Where the wallpaper will not fade Magnolias presure up against the bank from the dark as the deer and the antelope play The clicking of their heels, the clicking of their heels Pale green light vibrates across the Abraham Lincoln Over the boys swapping names And the girls spinning curses across clipper ships |