Play to the bend in the ocean

Hello we are here we are going to 
go into the daylight and spell our
names backwards using mirrors

and ghost stories and this will
bridge us across the bay whose
shoals are coal and whose coat

smells of lavender oil slick too
slick for the stick in the cud of
the mouth of the cow and there

will be cheese in the air and you
will remove the concatenations
which connect that to this drivel

and our screws will turn and turn
and become nails when they are
tired and hammer hammer knight

on our chessboard of fragile malarky

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