Buttered and Toasted
all out in the SUN
But that still doesn't mean
that I am finished.
The Rain cannot deter.
The WIND, though
hard to infer,
is completely honest.
No STEELY, overly Oxidized
>fork< in my fish belly white
ASS.
This is always beating,
this is never FINISHED.
This has just shortly Begun.
And it's Green sometimes.
Sometimes Iredescent.
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