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#4 is New Drain-Land Glitch

 There is a hashtag for you 

song in the Twitter 

by the fallen tree 

beyond the chain link fence 

which is held together 

with a piece of plastic 

and a guard rail 

or spit rail 

or a bunch of chairs 

in the back 

held together 

with a rat trap 

and a drainage PVC pipe 

which flows down 

to the green land 

i.e. - the weed land 

with the constant 

drip 

drip 

drip

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