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Under cover of darkness,

The red vest wanders

Around and around

Tar hardened below his feet

Steep warped like door hinges

Mad like diseased cattle

Scattered from the head

Of the cotton dandelion

Where low prices are praised

And internal practices are chided

A voice magnified across the airwaves

Yelling for assistance

Twisted metal, challenging

Opposing the ability of one

With the ability of many

The churned steel shall be tamed

The blues with the blues

Bring the metallic cotton seeds

Back to the source of the confusion

And every hour, the calls come out

The seeds dispersed must be recaptured

So the cycle of commerce can be

Repeated, reused, and recycled

On and on, like the force of gravity

Eternal and everlasting

We are goods carried through space

In orbit around a yellow dandelion head

We will be returned to the source

Gravity, the reds and blues

Shepard us there and away

Earth, the cosmic shopping cart