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They wonder why I love the rains and gales
And walk through puddles with a downward gaze —
I hunt the films of oil, like peacock's tails,
Dripped by gay taxis on the rainy days.
And walk through puddles with a downward gaze —
I hunt the films of oil, like peacock's tails,
Dripped by gay taxis on the rainy days.
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