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Cele Ackley

Abstract

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Cele Ackley

Abstract

Radium Money

Radium Money

1 min
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The honeybees are choking,

On smog like smudged pencil skies,


So I grow flowers,

And do as I’m told with burned out eyes,


As the forest soaks up rain from acid showers,

We say goodbye to golden honey,

And fill our pockets with radium money


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