And Metis said

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I kittyed, he bulled,

he rabbited, I snaked:

between soft stones we waterfalled.

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Ribboning legs

our pearling gates poured stars,

liquid smiles passing to and fro.

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Canine tongues, alkaline,

teddy beared and play-pianoed.

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Daffodiling

we jingled our heads.

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I owled, he seagulled

and into salmonic sleep

we fireflew.

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