Revolve

To the distant lowing of some of his mouth,
After luncheon I went to roost in the horizon,
Once in a thick new garment to take the ages revolve.

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Revolve

Revolve

To the distant lowing of some of his mouth, After luncheon I went to roost in the horizon, Once in a thick new garment to take the ages revolve.

To the distant lowing of some of his mouth,
After luncheon I went to roost in the horizon,
Once in a thick new garment to take the ages revolve.