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simple needs

November 30, 2004

I want a traffic cone
i want a transparent anode
to which to hold on i want
a home with a positronic ray
gun under a pillow i want
to invest my two minute life
savings in a weeping
willow in the park watch it
grow slowly know the
secret bark of the tree where the
dog buries his bone I want
light life and kilobytes
i want the red with the white
stripe I want a traffic cone