The thousand books by the Doctor of Panic
make his achievement list.
The paper may burn, the vessels leak chemicals,
boats hit their cliffs.
Following the arrow glyph,
the river is breaking, Dali and his Gala
discovered its truth by sniff.
So far away
that river lay...
The river ain't cardboard-an'-glue architecture;
the city's no longer plain.
Heads, Don Quixote and mills in the sketches,
tails, bound down and tame.
Wait Horatio! Both lame
are those daring and intellectual,
that river is to blame.
So far away
that river lay...
The arrow's running to sky elevation,
one petal a time, fly!
The needle is pointing without insulation,
go give it another try!
To the hori-, to the hori-,
the very zon-hori!
Take samurai first car from your station,
one mouthful last, good bye!
So far away
that river lay...
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