Years ago I saw cones on a wall
These cones were harming no one at all
Those cones now sit in the back of a van
Taken from the wall by a talentless man
That cones on a wall should be there at all
Is a matter for god and I wont make that call
For this humble observer the things that he sees
Belong to himself and Tumbleweed Memories.
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