endless stumps shadow precancerous lumps
growing over fields of mushroom patches
we consume the dread of endless doom
they produce the endless working class
put your money where your mouth is
i know your work can be tiring
but positivity polarity plural
will push the pack forward
into a golden age of enlightenment
no more wishing the fire plum to be eaten
only hoping for two to tango and three to share this mango
and the salsa pattern you tapped on your thigh made me cry
because the world has it's signs
the roses rare rumba
fell victim to slumber
don't let it dampen your light source
the essence of caring is peace love and sharing
tupi had enough of this longing so they went to the air waves
in attempt to create free sound by caring for human feelings
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