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Hurray for Burray!

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Burray enters a new world lilac and greenHe got no sleep nor did he weepLying down on knees he was weedy and weakHe didn’t walk or hear or speakNever wanted her to be a sheepIn such pincer duress just simple caressSeeing Burray sad I felt like his dadThe fur and the broken pauseHe said it with frozen pawsHer smile his best balmBru is a cornHe understands the storm Inside the house who plays foulBurray and Bru got no grouseBru calls me PapaHe loves Frank Zappa!The din is unlike the fallen pinNo replacement after displacementBurray was meekBr├╣ heard someone creepHe stares and falls asleep