Second of eighth twenty twenty

Sunday the second,

eighth twenty twenty.

Last time I looked,

were from a land of plenty.


Dont be discouraged,

dont be dismayed.

Just grap up your stick,

and wave it away.


The metaphorical,

the quantifiable.

Its a complete world,

we’re moulding it bold.


A modern world,

a Mod urn world.

a Mod earn world,

a Mow’d darn world.



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