Rick rick rickety We sing as wheels squeak on The dry dry track Three mouths open in delight We laugh Rocks thrown off cliff - forgotten? Never the same peak Never the same mount Snake-like track up, up up Cicadas scream in Corsica Bet you never Went on on on in Corsica Swelter and burn Leather and sand Guide through LOUDSPEAKERS A bat once crash-landed On my brother's shelf Pupils dilated scared scared scared Poor bat We sang Poor tiny frail bat Across Désert des Adriates Up up up you go Sing until your breath comes up in reckless immersion with invisible droplets high high high Beautiful the parents purr Look sea trees bees breeze Children behave how beautiful Busy holding breath Whe...
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