New stew tank
Give me that healthy food
A thousand bowls for ten
A big nest with space for all of them
Everyday is a birthday
something was born
Now it exists and passes it's original date
Every day can be read like a book
Sky grit is the stuff I need right now
No convincing or insisting
It pours like wet cement
Then dries into reality's concrete
The windows look down wink at me
calling me up in this lifetime
It's quite an exciting house
A place of pure peace
Ham is perhaps one of the main commodities
It comes from the leg which is vital
It mainly comes from wholesomeness
Mowing slices to consume until retirement
An olive branch floats
Between the gritty sky
And wholesome ham
somehow wealth bursts out
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