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Eight Line Poem - DAVID BOWIE |
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The tactful cactus by your window Surveys the prairie of your room The mobile spins to its collision Clara puts her head between her paws Theyve opened shops down West side Will all the cacti find a home But the key to the city Is in the sun that pins the branches to the sky |
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Gardening - Growing Cacti At Home
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