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They told me, fetch the jawbreaker They told me, take down the wash They told me, any day now, any day They told me, one book?—as good as another They told me, ’til someone loses an eye They told me, gravity is deafening Nancy, they told me, Nancy with the laughing face They told me,… Continue reading On the perilous effects of buried alien spacecraft by peter jay shippy