It was about ribbons

It was about time

Roundabout rounding flutes and chimes

I caught the sun I felt it shine
My knuckles away
And so we stayed

Enough with explanations

Enough with justice

These berries saw demise of june
They cut up grapes and limes and prunes
Then stormy clouds came near
Then a big head rose in the rear
Roses knew the summer’s tongue
It was about ribbons

It did not take long

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