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There's a turning 
at the end of the road
at the edge of marshes 
there's a singing toad
and a butterfly 
trying to run away
from the lizards,
and frog, bat and bird
and a beetle
half swimming
in the watery mud
and there's a smoke
with a person
blowing it from behind
as they dense air
flies by,
there's an atom
in his head,
and it is a radioactive bread
but the jam is
jammed in his head!