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Kris and Bud and Jess and Mo
went walking in the paths of know

Kris played music on his flute
so sweet the forest followed suit

Bud sat underneath a tree
and dropped desire to become free

Jess with love gave up his breath
to show us that there is no death

Mo rode camels in the sun
and saw that everything was One

All these guys knew how to twirl
but what's a dance without a girl?

Maybe next time we'll be blessed
to find You as a female guest

Robert M Wilson
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Maggie and Milly and Molly and May
went down to the beach (to play one day) and

Maggie discovered a shell that sang so sweetly
she couldn’t remember her troubles and

Milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were and

Molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles and

May came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea

[Alastair King (1,61 Mb)]
[Mathilde Santing (3,34 Mb)]

E.E. Cummings