Sacred Lawns - Places

Reach out with a jazz hand, you'll feel better
Look at me
Shaking all your protected tail feathers
Look at me
Picking up the curbside
Fall in the road and
Working on your curtsey behind the glass.
Tip above the threshold for your go getter
Look at me
Signal virtuously to the letter
Admit
All these actions don't make it any better
Now get hip
Posting little pictures forming opinions
Got some of my own, man, now that you ask
Casually caring for the lepers
Resist
Best do your parts for the labor
Avoiding cracks don't deliver
Now we're all part
End together
Though the glass
Look at me

Written by:
Michael-John Hancock

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