The Empyrean

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Dark am I yet lovely.

(we are lost, we are all lost!)
Earth was formless and empty
darkness covered the surface
darkness came over the land
from the sixth to the ninth hour
(we are lost, we are all lost!)
(salad’s tossed, caesar salad)
    silken parachutes
	     &
      golden ladders
  I’m a little tea pot short
  and stout, here is my handle
A thermos full of strong tea.
  and here is my spout.
a spoonful of sugar (sweet)
		            When I
  get all steamed up I will shout
	 can you Calculate
	     tHe cost
	    of hAving
	     nO
		 Soul?
  tip me over POUR ME OUT!
There is not room enough in
this town for the both of us!

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