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The Mysterious Tent

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by Elvis Bojangles

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Let it be

erected

in my mind

taunt snappy

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Made of canvas or

other strange substance

inside of which is

a spiritual realm

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The mysterious tent

surrounded by singing crickets

trees &

alas, the Author of all things

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No flashlight no fire

we arise & retire

with the happy sun

my spirit dame & I

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Hello beloved

I think thus I am

and Ye

is heaven's gate

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Wings untrimmed

free as you wish

stars flowing out your glowing

beautiful eyes

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You be my empress & I

your man

together we drink cold instant coffee

& eat tuna-fish sandwiches

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