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I had thought I'd heard a hurricane
Banging on the car, bending the frame
I thought I saw a man burst into flames
Just now
If there was a road named after this
A foggy, tree-lined rural abyss
Lined with all the clues that we have missed
Since then
But there was too much of you to swallow any other truth
Especially in the absence of any further, further news
But all our curses are coming up empty
Having no effect at all
All our curses are coming up empty
Need a new witch after all
He'd inherited a fortune by mistake
Tried to give it back but was delayed
When the government was closed for an extra day
Somehow
He kept it for himself and bought a dog
Camouflaged his house just like a bog
Ate out of cans, waiting to be caught
For years
We couldn't find it on a map, just like you
Don't say again about how this "country's new"
You're here with us, so now enjoy the view
Outloud
But he was gone before the sentence was through
Despite our liberal uses of the glues
He disappeared right out of the room
Like that