Two Polish
Loose the bird.
I’ve got my way of ashes.
It stinks of weird.
Jump in the flame,
Love this swirl,
This sparrow will be singing.
The weary song of evening
When everybody sings.
My mother’s milk,
My father’s beard,
The best I’ve heard
Was two Polish
In one home…
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