This poem written by Alexander Eichen for his brother Andrew
One last long poor vibrato
From a whale who swallows opera singers
Don't let the light expose you-
Like a rabbit at night
Against a wooden (old) fence
Don't huff out like a candle
Under heavy breath.
Even if it is their birthday
Don't become a plastic cup,
The washed out cabinet loiter
Spill proof safe for children kind
No.
Run from the dog, forever!
Set the yard ablaze!
Teach those shoeless bastards why they fear
A glass that's fallen to the floor!
Then you'll be
What I am not...
A whale who sings!
Bob and Alex Eichen
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