Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

All these mouths open at the sky

getting nothing but starshine.
getting nothing but starshine.
getting nothing but starshine.
It tastes of wintermint, but you knew that. —Christopher Citro
It tastes of wintermint, but you knew that.
—Christopher Citro

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