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Fix
my
breakfast
of
flavored
ice
Sit
outside
in
the
sun
with
the
houseflies
I
could
concentrate
in
a
place
like
this,
in
Indiana
Can
I
borrow
your
bike
for
a
while?
I
need
to
get
some
things
off
my
mind
Think
I'll
tool
around
along
the
river
'til
I'm
lost
There's
frozen
oranges
in
the
trees
in
Indiana,
in
Indiana
And
crystal
apples
in
the
creeks,
in
Indiana,
in
Indiana
Put
the
powder
in
a
metal
water
bottle
We're
goin'
swimmin'
in,
in
a
limestone
quarry
It's
Saturday,
it's
Saturday
There's
frozen
oranges
in
the
trees
in
Indiana,
in
Indiana
And
crystal
apples
in
the
creeks,
in
Indiana,
in
Indiana
Catch
a
beetle
in
my
teeth
and
put
it
in
an
envelope
And
bring
it
to
you,
it's
not
really
an
animal
You
need
to
receive
somethin'
beautiful
that
you
can
feel
sorry
for
Anything
other
than
yourself,
that's
what
I
tell
myself
Put
it
on
a
string
and
take
it
to
a
festival,
I
don't
know
Maybe
we
should
find
the
place
where
O'Hara
died
Maybe
we
can
get
inside
Bet
you
anything
he
had
some
secrets
Bet
you
anything
he
kept
'em
in
the
fridge
Maybe
we
should
go
to
church
or
the
hospital
Maybe
we
should
stop
and
talk
to
the
cops
a
little
Wouldn't
be
a
bad
idea
for
them
to
know
my
face
Frozen
oranges
in
the
trees
in
Indiana,
in
Indiana
And
crystal
apples
in
the
creeks,
in
Indiana,
in
Indiana
Put
the
powder
in
a
metal
water
bottle
We're
goin'
swimmin'
in,
in
a
limestone
quarry
It's
Saturday,
it's
Saturday
Put
the
powder
in
a
metal
water
bottle
We're
goin'
swimmin'
in,
in
a
limestone
quarry
It's
Saturday,
it's
Saturday
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