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By Jack Joseph Smith
Molly
With what we live with
She is a circle in the sun
She a circle in the Moon.
But she is clear
when it is rainy too
What are ya goning to do
after the ends of this earth,
the interior as well
Sink your thoughts
As ffar down as you can go
Molly says hey;
I don't know
But you know she does
And Riped it up
And gave it up
No religion
From the cloisters
She is just the best